The cousin finally looked at her, sighed, and whispered: "Go back, Qiurong, go back!" It was still the name she called when she was a girl. At this moment, she seemed to have the illusion of going back to the past. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down. She took a step forward: "Cousin, I saw him yesterday." The cousin was stunned for a moment, but was not surprised. Qiurong sighed in his heart. It seemed that he had known it for a long time, but he just didn't tell her. "Cousin, if you have a chance to see him and he still remembers to ask about me, just say that Miss Xie is going to live her own life, wait..." She paused, "That's the end!" Handing over the fried dough sticks, cousin subconsciously caught it. The second child in the room was shouting for the fried dough sticks, but she saw Qiurong turning and leaving. She was wearing a plain white cheongsam today, her back was straight and she was still thin.
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