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The rain fell quietly, without warning, and it was incredibly quiet.
Drifting like mist, the rain covered up the tears of the girl under the tree.
Listen, the sound of heartbreak is so quiet and crisp that it hurts, but no one hears it and no one hurts it.
"If you say it's time to rest, it will break before it ends. The drizzle in April will not enter my heart..."
Yingxin thought silently in her heart and smiled bitterly, where does happiness come from? She is just a child of a single parent.
A child without a mother,
I actually hope for the myth of Cinderella turning into a princess.