Song Jingnian's smile is like a sunflower on the green land, bright and dazzling, dazzling my eyes.

"The water temperature is just right, I can't soak it for too long, I'll go outside." He finished his account and turned to leave.

I watched thoughtfully at his departing back, which was familiar and felt familiar.

Patting my cranky head, I searched for my clothes and plunged into the bathtub.

Washed clean from beginning to end, feeling that every pore was refreshed, I twisted my hair and opened the wooden door, and saw Song Jingnian standing under the jujube tree smoking a cigarette. He hung his head, thinking about some difficult problem, and the cigarette butt flickered on and off.

As if sensing something, he looked back at me, his eyes as cool as a deep pool, shining with a faint light, his tense facial lines softened, and his handsome face hooked

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