The afternoon sun slanted down on him, forming a gentle halo of light. In a daze, Gu Chen felt as if someone had pushed time hard a few steps, as if he was still her boy, with old clothes and white shirt, and a shallow smile.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, tilted his head and smiled at her: "Chenchen, I'm back."
Her slightly stunned look immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the man next to her, so she tilted her head and teased him gently.
Shen Yuan, there is never anything perfect in this world. Now that you have rolled away, keep rolling down for me.
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