Later, whenever Mi Li saw the man named Xia Tian on the television screen, she couldn't hold back her sadness. She would draw the curtains, turn off the TV, and hide in a dark corner to cry. She had so many stories, about Qin Fei, about Lin Qingran, about "White," about mustard milk tea. But in the end, all she could do was watch Xia Tian through a screen.
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