The star-studded night sky was blue, and the wind filled the air with a faint fragrance.
In the quiet courtyard, Tong and Xin seemed to hear their own light breathing, and there was a smile line on her lips: “Yes.”
Xuan Qi’s face did not change, and the pace still moved forward gently: “It is not you that belongs to his heart.”
“I know.” Tong Yuxin nodded, raised his hand and brushed the branches and leaves stretched out from the hanging flower gate, and walked over calmly, “I knew it from the beginning.”
Xuanqi looked at her who was calm and composed, and when she thought of her just looking back, the corner of her eyes flashed: “You didn’t let it go, so why pretend to be free and easy?”
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