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, Amsterdam, Netherlands.

Yan Ruoxing sat in the farm, his ear was the happy "babbling" sound of sheep, and the afternoon wind blew, sending the aroma of grass, so that the original sunny afternoon mixed with a pleasant clearness of the spleen.

Yan Ruochang holds his mobile phone in his hand and moves his hand gently on the table with his feeling. When touching the juice cup, he slightly wipes his lower lip. He takes the cup and slowly puts it on his lips. He drinks it shallowly. It is clear that it is sweet and pure waxy juice, but now he drinks...