The girl sitting in the desert seems to have truly melted into the sand and dust, drifting and uncertain.

Mo Fanyan was silent in his heart, and he only felt that his mood was calm.

The wind in my ears, the yellow sand blowing in front of the door, everything seems to be in front of you, and it seems extremely intimate.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Fanyan...

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