There are fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years. Li Baici will never forget the summer when he met her. It's just that this feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss. Li Baici will always remember the clear starry sky that night.
"Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."
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Come on, come on