A gust of cold wind hit, and the warbler cry in his ears became more and more crisp - tick - finally, awakened Luo Yiyi's heavy eyes.

On the eve of the most peaceful dawn, there was only a touch of gray on the horizon, and the trees in front of me became more and more gray.

Although it was quiet and a little lonely, it made people feel an inexplicable excitement - as if this world was alone, and there was a kind of flattered heartbeat.

I don't know when someone covered her body with a coat, and even the bottom of her head was carefully padded with a soft cushion, and Luo Yiyi, who looked ignorant, hadn't fully woken up, but just subconsciously raised her hands and feet, which were already a little sore.

Last night, I accidentally slept peacefully, and I think everyone got along well

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