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The day Yu Qingji returned to Hangzhou, neither early nor late, was the day when Hua Yang got married. The procession of welcoming the bride passed in front of her, and the groom on horseback was full of high spirits. He no longer pays attention to her standing far away from his horse.
Mo Pavilion is still in the same place, still the same, with the old lattice windows glowing in a deep wood color, the unattractive signboard, and the scent of tea coming from far away.
Just as Yu Qingji walked in, a man walked down the stairs on the second floor. His crow-green robe was not tied, and he held a milky-white sandalwood fan in Ruyu's hand. His beautiful face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and there was a bright red mole of tears in the corner of his eye, looking forward to the sentimentality.
The man raised his eyes and looked over, and Yu Qingji laughed:
"Xiaotan, you're fine."
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Why not let her be with him.
Because they are not together.
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Thanks to the artist Xiao Xi from [Shicheng Studio]! Not to mention that my relatives and friends also call me Xiao Xi -0-!
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