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"Brushstroke?"

Su Qingyue stared at him in astonishment. Her slightly disdainful voice did not stop.

"You only know how to cry when I'm not here?"

Su Qingyue shook her head and carelessly wiped her face, raising her pretty face up, "Who said I was crying? I'm not!"

A puzzled expression appeared on his face as he slowly walked out of the crowd.

"Bro