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Where do you want to go again?

Zhuo Qingyun clenched his fist tightly, his palm was entirely shattered, but it was as if he didn't feel anything at all.

God knows how much effort it took to stop himself from rushing over to hold him.

Looking at that Zhuo Qingyun, Lan Mingyu suddenly felt sad. His eyes also unconsciously turned red.

It had been four years, and no matter how he dodged