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"Cheng, is that you?"
Xuan Cheng who was about to walk away immediately stopped his steps. That soft and tender voice made Xuan Cheng's heart ache, Xuan Cheng's tears rolled down his cheeks, but Xuan Cheng quickly wiped his tears, just as Xuan Cheng's shoulder was tapped by the person who greeted him. Xuan Cheng missed this person, and Xuan Cheng really loved this person.
"Why are you just standing outside, Cheng? Why don't you come in? Come on in, let's eat, inside there are some of your favorite food menus. Come on in, you haven't been here for a long time," said the figure again.
Xuan Cheng immediately turned his body perfectly, then he hugged the old woman's body but still looked beautiful, Xuan Cheng's back was shaking violently, never even imagined how Xuan Cheng could feel something like this. A thing and a mixed feeling that was inside him, and a thing that could not be endured even forever.