Lao Wang stretched out his arms and hugged the girl, feeling the warmth that belongs to only human beings, and smelled the smell of milk shower gel.

He touched the silver-white necklace hanging on Xiaoyue's chest again. The dotted diamonds and the sparkling sunlight reflected by them represent the stories that happened in the past.

He sighed helplessly: "It really is a dream!"

"I just said, why am I cold now, and my emotions are missing more than half."

"I didn't even hug a girl.

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