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The leaves of the forest depend on each other——
One day, the sun was just right, and Lin Zechen was lying on a recliner with Ye Nianxi in his arms.
Ye Nianxi raised her hand and looked at the ring in the sun, "Why did you just agree?"
"Because you are destined to be mine."
"Who said that?"
"The last name says it."
"You bastard!"