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In the tenth year of following Xie Qingyan, the white moonlight of summer came back.
WeChat friends pass.
In the dark night, the screen of the mobile phone was bright until five o'clock in the morning.
Early the next morning, Xia Tian stretched like usual and opened his sleepy eyes.
Suddenly, he saw Xie Qingyan, who was supposed to go to the company, sitting on the sofa.
In front of his knees is an open laptop, which is connected to Xia Tian's WeChat. Her WeChat has never been a secret in front of him.
Xie Qingyan looked calm and even thoughtfully helped Xia Tian clean up the desktop. He looked at the computer calmly, calmly looking at the green subtitles that were getting hot from chatting. Then he raised his head and said to Xia Tian calmly,
"Summer."
"..."
"We've been together for ten years."
"This ten-year period."
"Have you ever had a moment?"
"Falled in love with me."
"..."
"..."
"..."
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Xia Tian never thought that one day she would meet Wen Jing again.
Because she has been parked beside Xie Qingyan for ten years.
Note: The author is so invincible that he cut off his legs due to lack of food.
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Mission: Peace, love, and common progress
