7 Years ago, she couldn't bear the lonely life and yearned for wandering and freedom, as well as the shiny and famous car Mink Fur. He resolutely gave up the love and family he had worked so hard for.
Seven years later, she had nothing, not even her first memory. And he, already standing on the top of the world, looking down at her insignificance, would he sneer, scorn, or...
A new little white article, after tea and dinner, welcome to make bricks!
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The article is finished, welcome to order!
Morning frost
It's a pity that I'm not Cinderella
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