On the Night of Mid-autumn Festival, My Husband Bai Yueguang Bet with My Brother's Life
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I tied the last button under my brother's neck and smoothed out the wrinkles on his shoulders. Beside, the temperature of the ice coffin is set at -13°C, and the electronic wick of the footlight is swaying slightly. The shroud is his favorite dark blue. It's a pity that when I was patching up his body, I accidentally got some blood on the cuffs. I leaned down. She pressed her cheek against his peaceful chest and looked out the window at the pale full moon. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion. I held my brother's cell phone in my hand, and there was a WeChat message on the cracked screen: [Within one hour, buy Mengjinji's durian snowskin mooncakes and deliver them to Heyuan Community] [You want to ride the motorcycle I gave you]
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