Mu Yan#
Su Xiaoyu: The night is boring, but the spring is beautiful. I am about equal to wine, and you are slightly older than spring. But the rain is too heavy, I should go...
Mu Yan: My heart became silent after you left. I really wanted to plunge into your arms and cry to my heart's content. Then you would gently touch my head and say, "Stop crying. Am I back? I won't leave... I won't leave again."
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