"Osmanthus, is there anyone else in the greenhouse?" Chu Yannian's nerves, which had just relaxed, suddenly tensed up again.

It was the black horse lying on the haystack pretending to be dead that made the noise, and the osmanthus turned her head to look at it, and then looked up at the sky, and couldn't help frowning.

Listening to my mother's words, every year...

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