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... s still covered in sweat, his hair somewhat damp. The weather was deathly cold, yet he was only wearing a thin sweater, his body radiating heat, his smile so sunny.
“Playing soccer.”, he said, then looked down at Mo Weiyi again, “I thought I recognized you wrongly, who would’ve thought it was really you.”
It was rare to see Mo Weiyi dressed like this.
On ordinary days, she was always meticulously made up, her outfit carefully chosen, her demeanor aloof, like a high and mi ...
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