Perhaps everyone is a one-winged angel who can fly only by embracing each other. Each angel has only one wing, and they are all looking for each other's other wing. But after searching for so long in the vast sea of people, why haven't I found my other single wing yet? I can't fly, so I can only continue to search in the vast sea of people, looking for the happiness of my life.
He turned around, raised his head, and looked at each other. There was no trace of panic in his eyes, only warmth, as if he and I were lovers who had been in love for many years. I had guessed his voice many times, but I never expected it to be so magnetic. He is so charming and his voice is so charming.
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