Ruan Chuxia thought that her night sky would be dark from now on, until one day the sun rose from the east.
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Under the sun, her wheat-colored skin glowed alluringly. At that moment, Ruan Chuxia only felt a little hot.
She even took a note to write down that person, that bright smiling face.
"Are you drawing me?" The big boy's voice was like fire, burning the air.
"Yeah."
"I gave this painting to you. In return, can you give me a gift as well?"
"Huh?"
"Be my model and I'll take some photos of you!"
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"Lin Yang, the moon lights up the road at night."
"Under the sun, you can see the road under your feet clearly."
Intention: You need to look back in life, but you don't need to go backwards.