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... into Nan Yan's heart. Their fated encounter began on a gloomy, rainy day. But this connection was too fleeting; he hadn't even had the chance to properly care for it...
Nan Yan covered his eyes, overwhelmed with grief. He pulled out a wooden stick from the ice cream wrapper he had just finished and stuck it into the flowerpot, serving as a makeshift tombstone for the little plant.
Feeling emotional, Nan Yan stared at the bare popsicle stick. Unable to resist, he took out his phon ...
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