The next second, the picture changed again.
The leisurely figures of Cheng Yu and Li Mingyu can be seen everywhere in Ningyuan Town of Ning City. They appear everywhere together, holding each other's arms intimately.
Then, the picture skipped and trembled again. It was midnight, with heavy rain. Cheng Yu, who had just finished warming up his voice in the opera troupe, hurriedly picked up the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the wall and rushed out of the troupe. His cloth shoes stepped over a mud puddle filled with sewage. The mud and water splashed and soiled his clothes, but he didn't notice it. He came to Liu's tailor shop with expectations and fantasies in his heart.
'Shopkeeper Liu, Shopkeeper Liu.'
He put away his umbrella, shook off the rain on his body under the eaves of the shop, and called Liu Yuanfeng anxiously.
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