"What handwriting?" Qi Xiaoran blinked blankly.

Xiang Nuanyang stared at her fixedly for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Forget it, it's nothing." ”

Qi Xiaoran felt inexplicable and gently pursed the corners of her mouth. It wasn't until she returned to the apartment and saw the "souvenir" she framed in the room, the yellowed paper with her and Xiang Nuanyang's own yellowed paper, that the questions he asked vaguely connected.

She suddenly panicked, picked up her mobile phone for a long time, hesitated whether to explain or not, but accidentally fell asleep in a daze, so the matter was over.

On Saturday morning, in the winter of Jiangcheng, the rare blue sky, the white and thick clouds floated in it, and raised his head to meet it

"My Heart Goes to the Warm Sun" Chapter 46 I miss you It's hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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