The conversation is over.

"..."

Su Yiman and Wang Mulin stood there, silently watching Zhou Qi's figure go away.

There were some people around who were talking secretly not far away, but they also left quickly after a while.

Passers-by still come and go in a hurry.

For a long time.

Su Yiman suddenly smiled, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were bent, and that delicate face looked extra charming in the sunlight.

Then she put her arm on Wang Mulin's shoulder

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