When Tan Yu opened the door and came in, he saw Tan Tian standing in front of the window, leaning on the back of the sofa chair, looking at the bottle of blooming lilies in a daze.

The black mandala was inserted back into the round-bellied glass vase, blooming along with the bouquet of lilies beside her. There should have been two bottles of black and white flowers with strong contrasts, but under the light of the rich sunset, with the change of light and shadow, an inexplicable sense of harmony was born.

"Brother?!" Tan Yu had a bad premonition in his heart, and he had already subconsciously opened his mouth and shouted.

Tan Tian came back to his senses and saw that it was his younger brother, so he chuckled and responded, "I'm back." ”

The sunset outside the window was still a little raging, and it was already past six o'clock - this was really a magical city, like

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