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The sun was setting in the west, and the night was late. The sun seemed to be tired but seemed to be showing mercy. At this moment, the setting sun in Gu Anning's eyes looked exactly like this. It was bashful yet also a little enticing.

The beauty of bewitchment.

"Rest in peace, can I talk to you?" Before Qiao En stopped Gu Anning, Gu Anning never thought that one day