The autumn wind brought with it a hint of coolness and blew away the withered leaves on the small trees. The leaves swayed left and right with the wind and fell to the ground, reintegrating into this nourishing land at a speed that people did not notice. Just like Ding Mo met Yan Jiao on that boring afternoon, and then they merged into each other's lives at a speed that the other didn't notice. . . What they faced and experienced were all the most ordinary. None of them were rich, had no power and interests, they just worked hard to be with each other for each other in this social public opinion that was not allowed by moral concepts.
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