Logan knew that time passed day by day and it seemed like nothing had changed, but when she looked back, everything had changed. She smiled at Mu Zexuan, and there was a sense of desolation and loneliness in her smile, as if she knew that she would turn into rose foam at dawn, but she still couldn't stop sinking into it, and she was so happy. He looked at her, and he heard his own heartbeat, banging hard in his chest, which made his chest hurt. The wind whizzed past his ears, blowing onto her body, making her feel cold. Two lampposts were dazzling, long and straight, on the opposite side. The headlights of an approaching car turned around, and Mu Zexuan was thrown out like a streamline. Tang Wan fell a few meters away, and the cold wind scratched her skin, as if it wanted to blow away the embers of the past, and all prosperity had fallen.
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