The white horse passed through the gap, suddenly.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and the month-long volunteer activities officially ended, and a group of people got on the bus and left the bus in the enthusiasm of the school teachers and the reluctance of the students.

The little girl sitting in front of the carriage lost the excitement when she came, leaning together in twos and threes, with obvious loss written on her face, even Jian Ling leaned on Xie Yu's side, rare quiet, life in the village was hard, they looked forward to going home day and night, but found that there was still a trace of reluctance in their hearts.

And Qin Fei seemed to be used to such things, no different from usual, quietly leaning against the window to watch the scenery, without too much loss and reluctance on his face.

Turned his head and glanced at the wilting appearance of a few little girls,

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