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During the catastrophe, people's wishes were met in the metropolis.

The man he wanted before the execution, who was a little warmer than him, came.

Yang Wan touched him.

He didn't know the situation before, and even almost rejected himself.

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In the twelfth year of Zhenning, this rainy night suddenly became very realistic, just like when she stayed up all night in the library, the thermos cup was filled with lemon gouqi tea and the nut bag was placed next to the hand warmer. In front of her, this man named Deng Ying became a sharp piece of writing, and spent several complete winters with her.

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"Get up, I'll be angry if you don't get up."

She said so, but the hand holding his arm never let go.

In the twelve years of rain in Zhenning, many people forced him to kneel down, and only this girl made him stand up.

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Deng Ying looked up at the flowers on the wall of the palace. Suddenly she asked her softly.

"Wan Wan, do you want flowers?"

Who knows, the man on his back vaguely replied, "I want a factory flower."

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"Deng Ying, when you are old, you must be a little old man without temper. When the housework is finished, it is estimated that there is still some money. I will be idle every day, eat and drink with you everywhere, and help you peel a few nuts at most. I tell you, you must be old. I must see you old. "

"Very good."

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This is Deng Ying's first night in prison. She is alone, guarding these frightened students in Qingbo Hall.

Between her and that man, I can't say who is braver, but she can imagine that Deng Ying, with his accomplishment, must be more calm than Yang Wan, but his inner trauma is much more than Yang Wan's.

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"No matter whether I have money after Yang Wan, no matter what disease Deng Ying gets in the future, I will take care of Deng Ying for a lifetime."

"Whether I am Deng Ying." "Whether I am Deng Ying."

"How much I don't like myself." "Is there ... how much I don't like myself?"

"As long as Yang Wan likes me." "As long as Wan Wan ... likes me."

"I will live well."

"I will live well."

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She knew Deng Ying very well, so she didn't pierce his old self-cultivation with the brilliance of humanism. Deng Ying around Yang Wan still has a perfect soul of the times, which is exactly the same as what Yang Wan saw 600 years later.

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The man with infinite scenery was crushed into dust, and every step of Yang Wan's walk was hidden in her arms. She seems to be notorious around Deng Ying, but her heart has never been humiliated.

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The man on the note is as broken as jade, as broken as the moon, as loose as wind, as a crane hurts the lake mud.

By chance, he fell in front of Yang Wan and gave her all the joys and sorrows of his life.