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On July 10th, a secret summer vacation , a light drizzle fell.
In the departure area of San Antonio Airport, I leisurely flipped through a magazine. The clock struck, and I glanced at the arrival schedule before heading alone into the restricted area.
I am a Chinese-American designer, thirty years old, and whether fortunately or unfortunately, I am still single. I used to live in Hong Kong, in Asia, but after coming to the United States for university, I fell in love with its tranquility and harmony, and settled in Texas after graduation.
After waiting outside the restricted area for about ten minutes, almost all the passengers on the flight had left, and I couldn't help but start to worry. Just as I was lost in thought, someone tugged at my shirt. I naturally looked back and saw the two adorable little girls I was waiting for standing right behind me.
The two girls, both only up to my chest, wore identical orange-yellow tops, apricot-colored pleated skirts, and breezy sandals, looking like a pair of porcelain dolls. The only difference was that they carried different styles of small handbags. Their hair was neatly styled to their shoulders, tied at the temples with red and yellow floral ribbons respectively, quite charming and adorable. Their well-proportioned features, besides making them look cute, also exuded a strong sense of youth and vitality.
"Uncle." One of the two girls, who seemed very shy, called out to me softly from behind the other girl.

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