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Every week, the air is hot and sticky. The two of them are together.,The man behind her fell silent for a long while, then spoke in a low voice: "What if I said I wouldn't leave",Meng Qiong's footsteps didn't stop. The cold wind blew her hair, making it stand on end. She looked up at the northern city. It was a snowy day in December. Her hands were frozen stiff, and her vision was a little blurry.。