"If you can,
I want to pluck the stars and put them in my eyes,
Then my eyes will see it. "
Si Cuo said half-jokingly to the young man Lu Nanzhi.
Si Cuo raised his head slightly,
At this time the sun shines,
Falling on her face, falling on her black sunglasses,
The young man Lu Nanzhi tilted half of the parasol for her.
"I will definitely pick a star for you,
A star that belongs only to you. "
The elegant young man in white looked at Si Cuo, who was smiling like a flower in front of him.
Say it softly from the bottom of your heart.
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