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ther at the Venice Film Festival. 。She was even more certain, perhaps he had really forgotten her. 。She stood before those glamorous celebrities, looking dull and inconspicuous. Without a doubt, she w...Mo Yao let out a breath without showing any emotion. His Xiaobai had arrived, though two hours later than expected, he was still happy. Mo Yao's happiness sometimes came in peculiar ways; stoic and poker-faced, it was impossible to tell if he was happy or not.

Mò Xiǎobái had already changed into his pajamas, and as soon as he lifted the covers, he lay down. He was used to sleeping with Mò Yáo, and it felt normal to him. He couldn't sleep well without Mò Yáo by his side. Although sometimes in the middle of the night, when he woke up and saw himself hugging Mò Yáo tightly, he felt a little awkward, he still really liked sleeping beside Mò Yáo. 。and what I mean" Ye Fei Mo gazed deeply into her eyes, his deep, dark pupils filled with an unmistakable tenderness, along with a complexity and anticipation that was hard to describe. 。It's rare for...