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The night was falling, and there were only a few sparse stars hanging in the night sky. The half-moon was hanging high in the sky with a silvery radiance, as if the ground was clothed in plain clothes.

Inside the hall, Yan Qingyi and Nie Chong Tian were sitting at a table, eating and drinking. Nie Chong Tian was talking about her childhood, causing the two of them to laugh happily