Wendy's memories drifted away with the evening wind and she seemed to have returned to that night. In the night, the cicadas were noisy, and the lanterns on the stacked tea mountains were dim. Wendy burped, went out of the door in the name of taking a walk, and slipped into the tea garden in the dark. "Hey!" A voice suddenly came out of nowhere and scared Wendy so much that she took two steps back and nearly fell into the mud. There was a person hanging upside down on the tree outside the tea garden. Wendy was so scared that she rushed into the tea garden and stuck her head out. "Who, who, who are you?" Rex jumped down from the tree and put his SLR camera and bag behind him. Just as he was about to step forward, he heard Wendy keep shouting, "You, you, you're not allowed to come over!" "If I don't go, how can I introduce myself?" Rex asked with a faint smile. The moonlight shone on his face, and his eyes were filled with starlight.
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