The daylight was gone, and the red clouds in the sky faded. A cool breeze blew, and suddenly Mo Liunian felt an inexplicable sense of sadness.

At night, the full moon rose, and a quiet light sprinkled the land with the silver mist of moonlight.

Mo Liunian went out of the house and looked at Yucheng in the distance, Mo Liunian, who was holding a lantern, quietly raised his head and looked into the distance, at this time the wind was full of dew, and the begonias around her were red and white, like snow and mist.

Such mundane

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