"Lin Qiu, thank you. Meeting you is the happiest thing for me in this life." A pale-faced girl nestled in the arms of a boy named Lin Qiu, with an endless grassland in front of her.
"Yueyue, meeting you is the greatest luck in my life," the thin-faced man looked at the haggard girl in his arms, with a hint of helplessness and sadness in his eyes, and a crystal teardrop swirled in his eye.
"Lin Qiu, don't be sad. We agreed not to be sad, sad, or cry." The girl weakly said to the man in front of her with a pale smile.
"I won't cry or be sad, Yueyue, hold on, our next stop is the Potala Palace," the man said.
"I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer," the girl said with an even weaker breath.
"Xiaoyue, we agreed that you want to see the world with me." The man couldn't help the tears in his eyes and looked up at the sky, but he still couldn't stop the tears from falling down and falling on An Xiaoyue's pale cheek.
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