Under the quiet wisteria flower stand, a pair of lovers hug each other and sit under the tree in the morning breeze, as if they are elves who have fallen into the world. One looks like he is deep in thought and sleeping, while the other is gently stroking the fingers of the person in his arms, pressing his cheek against the slightly raised forehead of the person in his arms, seeming to be rubbing gently...
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