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Jiayu went to the boiler room with a bamboo basket on her back. The road surface was hard and slippery from the winter frost. Jiayu walked out of the row of bungalows next to the farmland, walked up a long loess slope, and then crossed over the overpass next to the children's school. The dim lights of the mining area illuminated her pudgy figure. The fog was very thick, and suspended ice particles slapped her face. She felt like pieces of her face were bitten by hungry ice shards.
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Official(2)Scraped 9h ago
Such a touching story, but no one writes a book review
Well worth watching 🌝
A very good book
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Community(0)
Official(2)Scraped 9h ago
Such a touching story, but no one writes a book review
Well worth watching 🌝
A very good book
