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idden in many years either." 。"The last time I rode someone else's bicycle was in middle school." 。Cai Xiaojing said 。“The last time I carried someone was in high school.” 。Lin Ningdao 。They have all...Mo Yao let out a breath without showing any emotion. His Xiaobai had arrived, though two hours later than expected, he was still happy. Mo Yao's happiness sometimes came in peculiar ways; stoic and poker-faced, it was impossible to tell if he was happy or not.

Mò Xiǎobái had already changed into his pajamas, and as soon as he lifted the covers, he lay down. He was used to sleeping with Mò Yáo, and it felt normal to him. He couldn't sleep well without Mò Yáo by his side. Although sometimes in the middle of the night, when he woke up and saw himself hugging Mò Yáo tightly, he felt a little awkward, he still really liked sleeping beside Mò Yáo. 。ld bless it.For this relationship, she truly gave everything. Even if she grew old later and someone asked about it, she thought that under a tree, she would tell a stranger a very tragic love story....