[ A smile breaks across her face after the pause, her arms remaining around his neck. Elena loves Stefan; this almost seems like an understatement, though it's more like a fact. Like saying the sky is blue and grass is green and Elena is stubborn. Wherever they are, she would go, if it's with him. Even smiling comes more easily. She doesn't forget he was the one who told her she wouldn't always be sad, and he was the first person she ever believed. ]
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Have you ever been to China?