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Qian Long, who was chatting with the old principal, glanced at the venue and said, "Xiang... Xiangxiu!" He almost shouted. Qian Long was stunned by the woman in front of him. The woman standing in front of the microphone looked so much like his first love, Xiang Xiu. Thirty-eight hours flow quietly like fine sand in an hourglass. Su Zhenghao has been in Beijing for more than ten days. He hasn't stopped for a day these days. He is either meeting some classmates working in Beijing today or visiting friends tomorrow. He is very busy. The end of September in Beijing is the stage when the sauna weather changes to autumn weather. It feels like there is a fire outside and the air-conditioning is constant indoors every day. Shi Qi cooked some rock sugar, tremella, and lotus seed soup every day to relieve Su Chang from the heat. Unsuitable for the weather in Beijing and the inner pressure, Su Zhenghao, who had never caught a cold, still caught a hot cold and kept coughing every day.

It was the season of darkness and the season of sunshine. The rain finally stopped! The long-lost sun has returned to the mountains of western Hunan that stretch for hundreds of miles. The entire mountain had just been washed away by more than ten days of continuous rain, making it look particularly fresh. One can smell the fragrance of wild flowers and earth in the air. The water mist is evaporating under the sunlight, a faint rainbow hangs between the green mountains, white clouds hang motionless in the sky, and there is no wind in the mountains. The wildflowers looked colorful in the bright sunshine, and dewdrops clung to the grass blades. Even if the butterfly flapped its wings, the dewdrops would fall gently. The stream in the mountain stream flows "buzzing". Both sides of the stream are covered with golden mountain rapeseed flowers, and bees are busy collecting nectar.