"Hello, I am Sheng Yanchen."
"Gu Fanruo." The girl responded nonchalantly, her thoughts spinning in circles. No one could tell what she was thinking.
"Ordinary Fan?"
"No, the prosperity is as prosperous as if it were true."
If I could meet you again in this prosperous age, I would definitely not let you down.
Sheng Yanchen walked over, hugged Fanruo, and clasped their fingers tightly, as if they could never be separated.
Sheng Yanchen's voice was a little trembling, but still gentle and pleasant: "I can't."
"I can't do it."
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