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When I saw Xiao Ke, his left eye socket was darkened. Although I was a little surprised, I felt more distressed. To be honest, although I have always been quite brutal, when I started fighting with Xiao Ke, I never put my fist in his face, because Xiao Ke hates others being rough with his face. As the saying goes, "hitting someone will not hurt their head, and bullying others will not hurt their face." I still remember that time in my sophomore year of high school, I was watching the European Cup with Xiaoke on the carpet of his house. As we watched, the two of us started yelling at each other. I insisted that Italy would win, and he insisted that France would win, because we were both relatively firm in our stance.
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