There was a sound in the quiet place in the late night, a faint saxophome, which brought up the sorrow deep in my heart...
When people are quiet at night, they hear this faint saxophome, and think of you confused in the dark night...
In the quiet night, the stars and the moon gradually flow, and the feeling is as turbulent as the tide...
If love is not frozen, please follow me, hum this faint saxophome...
If our love is not frozen, we will always believe that we have a date...
° Fruit,
°The agarwood did not appear.
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°Isn't it so expensive?