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. . . .
. . I stood very far away, looking at the two little children under the camphor tree.
. . Looking at her dirty little face and smiling like a sunflower,
. . The girl blushed unnaturally, lowered her eyelids and lowered her head.
. . This is their seventh year.
. . This is their first encounter.
. . I am He Xiaowan.
. . I love Yun Rongrong.
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