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The rain flowed down Xie Heng's face and fell on his clothes. The youth's face was as white as jade and her amber eyes reflected her appearance.
The sky was hazy, the wind and rain were hazy. The blue and white flowers on both sides of the wooden bridge whizzed over, the white waves rose and fell, and Wen Jiu's heart slowly sank back into the distance.
She looked at Xie Heng in a daze
