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... tudents were heading back to school. Xiao Qi felt like it was just yesterday when she started school. Time flies by so quickly.

But now she was already eighteen years old, no longer a 17-year-old girl, but a legal adult at 18.

After such a long break, she really missed school and her roommates.

Because the village now had internet, Xiao Qi shared her home life with her roommates every day. They would exchange photos and chat.

Wei Cheng shared about their family's ...

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