Chương 1481: You Are My Little Love Song (48)

Outside the window, it was drizzling again. It was going to be summer soon, and the wind no longer carried much coolness. The fragrance of the grass still accompanied it in summer, and the drizzle was soft and gentle. It was like scratching one's heart, very itchy.

The young man and young woman's hearts were gentle and tender as the rain fell. Everything grew.

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