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My Notes
One weekend in early July, the weather was crazy hot. I walked all the way home from Dangwei and my whole body was almost soaked with sweat. Before eight o'clock, I received a notice asking me to return to work quickly. I jogged all the way back to the unit. Forensic Doctor Hu asked me to sort out the case files so that people from the perspective of a forensic doctor could understand more about the case. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental
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Memories of Youth
Chapter 1: First encounter The sunlight shines through the sycamore leaves on campus and onto the books in my hands, forming patches of mottled light and shadow. I sat on the bench next to the playground, immersed in the world of books, until a crisp laughter broke the tranquility. I raised my head and saw her - Lin Xiaowei. She was walking with a group of girls laughing, holding a badminton racket in her hand, and her face was filled with youthful glory. At that moment, it was as if time had st
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Letter from Butterfly
Thank you for your help for so long. I wish you the rest of your life. Wen Chen stared at this line of writing for a long time. Shen stared at this line of writing for a long, long time, until the sky got darker. He lit up a cigarette and also took up a cigarette. The smoke was so long that it wouldn't fly back even if it was so strong. The smoke curled up and stayed bright on the cigarette butt for a long time, until the sky darkened little by little. He knew that his butterfly would fly back,
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Why Are You Coming Back to Beg Me Now?
I recently vomited blood, so I told my boyfriend of 4 years that I would hit him as hard as possible because it would cause bleeding and fever. Although pitiful, he was not a sword beast. He slapped Ye Linghan's hypocritical face directly. The man he loved only brought endless harm to himself. The guilt that Ye Linghan felt was immediately dismissed. You can try again. Try, don't be shameless. Since the eyes she looked at him were full of contempt, she didn't even bother to talk to him. Ye Lingh
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