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If the past can be drunk, then memory is a hangover!

Qi Moxuan drank his wine cup by cup. The ice-cold liquor made his heart feel colder. The peach blossoms of this season could be considered to have bloomed the best. After about half a month, the peach blossoms of the courtyard would arrive.

The bright sunlight shined onto the small courtyard. Su Qingjiu was wearing a light pink dress today