Forget why you came here, now, you are the master here.
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She was the first person I met in this memory. Before that, I should have been sleeping for a thousand years.
When I first saw her, the sunset sunlight poured like blood from outside the carved window sill onto her floral rose-red dress. She sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my forehead, saying, "Master, you finally woke up."
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It has nothing to do with love, but everything to do with fate. . .
Tang History (unofficial history = =) is more related. If you encounter someone you don't know is related, please check it out. . .
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