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They reenacted the events of that evening.
The request was simple enough to understand, but doing it was far from easy.
For starters, Ding Dani refused point-blank.
"Chiang Xiao, do you really want to rip another one of my dresses? You have such a black heart!"
"No, no, no, this time it'll be you tearing my dress, how about that?" Chiang Xiao looked at her, her expression faint, only her large, bright eyes gleaming as if still holding starlight.
Yao Cong, watching Chiang Xiao like this, felt a ticklish sensation in his heart.
Everyone said she was the prettiest girl in the village, and indeed she was.
It was a pity she was still too young; a girl ought to be at least eighteen before she could marry and have children. He was already twenty, and if he waited for her, it would be another five years. By then, he'd be twenty-five, and his parents would certainly not agree. Besides, he wouldn't be able to endure so many years without a wife.
What a pity, truly a pity.
