Under the noon sunshine in early summer, the blue waves of the ancient river are slightly rippling. The sparkling water does not bring some cool comfort, but makes people dazzled. The gaze cast into the water had long since lost focus, and finally turned faintly to the sky. There are light clouds in the blue sky, layer after layer, lingering repeatedly. One or two heavier traces of planes passing by are like some unforgettable clues in the past memory, pulling people's thoughts out. Then the outlines of some people and things began to gradually become clear. The smooth coolness of the coffee cup spread delicately from his fingers. Fan Yan was startled, as if he suddenly saw the girl's hand slipping out of the boy's palm and passing through his slender and cold fingertips...
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