In the fifteenth year of Yang Xi's reign, the weather was hot and people were coming and going at the market. "Mom, look at the candied haws!" Nan Yunxi pointed to a vendor not far away. "Brother, don't grab my candied haws!" Nan Yunxi looked at the half-eaten candied haws in his hand. "Yunxi, uh, your candied haws." Gu Ran looked at Nan Yunxi dotingly, "I don't want the candied haws... I just want you to come back." PS: It's my first time writing an article, so I don't have enough experience, so please be considerate.
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