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The wide oil road, the street lamps, the shadows of trees. The bright moon was high and the stars were clear.

The wind was cool on his face.

Tang Bao withdrew her gaze from the sky, looked at Di Hao Tian, and asked: "Is walking like this very comfortable?"

Di Hao Tian did not speak.

Tang Bao looked at the big hand beside Di Hao Tian, and imagined how it felt to be tightly wrapped