Bai Yuefan watched the two of them walk into the apartment building, took out a cigarette and lit it. From this angle, he could see the tall apartment door. The exterior glass reflected the neon lights at night, as if reflecting a distant dream.
Bai Yuefan thought, this is fate. Some people relax their minds and take it one day at a time to make choices, while some people insist on pretending to be noble and noble. But feelings are worthless today, but worthless tomorrow.
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Chen Wenzhi turned around and walked in. As he walked, he thought that as long as he and Bai Yuefan met, they would torture each other. It was obvious that he had to torture himself. Thinking about it, it would be better to have a torture partner.
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It has been almost eight years since I was a freshman in high school and ended up in college. Some time ago, it showed that the text had been completely locked. Now I can read it again. Is the author back?