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Zhang Fan has been following Ling Yao for a long time.

With his focused eyes, he secretly scanned every inch of Ling Yao's skin, every pore, and his eyes showed obsession.

He couldn't figure out why he would meet such a person.Such a person who completely conforms to his heart from every tiny hair to nails.

From the first time he saw Ling Yao, the frozen wilderness in his heart felt like a huge ice cone had forcefully dug a crack, and the crack slowly cracked open at lightning speed, roaring to him brain,

In Zhang Fan's entire world, the sun, the moon, and the stars were dim, and only Ling Yao was left.

Then he started to follow this person, watching Ling Yao's every move and his bright smile, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, as if the air he breathed was fermented and sweet.

He suppressed the gloom in his pupils that was about to turn into reality, and put on a standard and gentle smile, the sunken eye sockets gradually filled up, and the pale, chapped lips instantly turned rosy.

Zhang Fan looked up at the weather. The oppressive clouds, like pieces of old gray cloth superimposed, frantically devoured the sunlight.

He made up his mind, straightened his tall body, walked out of the shadow, stepped forward to his side, and said to Ling Yao with a smile, "Hi, I'm Zhang Fan, do you have the honor to meet you?"