Dusk in late autumn always comes quickly, and before anyone can react, the daylight fades away.

The benches were shrouded in pale yellow light, and faint red halos loomed.

Wang Feifei sat on the bench, and his whole person was shrouded in a pale red halo.

A slight cool breeze swept by, and a few strands of hair that were already messy were instantly picked up and fluttered in the wind. The hem of the denim jacket was also slightly blown up.

The cool breeze stimulated Wang Feifei's skin. He subconsciously tugged at his collar, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt the coolness pleasantly.

Suddenly, Wang Feifei heard......

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