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Under the slender coconut tree, there was a clump of bright-colored roses. Huangfu Yu got up and carried Su Jingya, walking over step by step. It was about to wither.

After plucking one flower, Huangfu Yu reached out and carefully smoothed out each of Su Jingya's hair, tucking it behind his ear, then pinned the most beautiful rose onto her head.

Ever since he was young