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Cheng Nianqiao and Shen Zhi are also people from different worlds. One is a musical talent, the other is a maritime pride, one is romantic and gentle, and the other is wanton and indulgent.
By chance, they fell into each other's eyes.
Cheng Nianqiao was like a rusty embroidery needle, piercing into the softest place in Shen Zhiyi's heart, helping him mend the past and pierce the future.
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She is the sky, the south, the new moon hanging high on the sea, the lover he prays for day and night, and his only destination.
He is the sea, the north, the blazing sun high in the sky, the object of her longing and her only support.
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Cheng Nianqiao looked at Shen Zhiyi. Her eyes were filled with tenderness that was about to overflow. There was a pool of warm spring water in her eyes, a spring that would never freeze.
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Shen Zhiyi saw her squatting in the L-shaped corner of the sofa, huddled up. Huddled in the only place where she could feel at ease.
"Qiaoqiao?" He called her tentatively.
When Cheng Nianqiao heard this, he looked up at him, his eyes were red, and his brown eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
She had just cried and spoke with a nasal voice: "Shen Zhiyi, no one loves me, no one cherishes me, no one cares about me, what should I do?"
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"Do you know?" Shen Zhiyi's voice was still calm, but Cheng Nianqiao couldn't stop his heartbeat. "My destination is you, and it will only be you."
Intention: As long as it's you