He weakly sank into the sofa and looked at the phone in a daze. Opening the message mailbox, the only message displayed was dated July 3 years ago. He sighed deeply, pressed the select button, and put the phone to his ear - after a long blank period, before he was about to get stuck, the familiar voice sounded:
"... I so wanted."
What do you want?
Conception:
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I don't understand Zhou Wenyu anymore. What exactly is it like.
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I don't understand Zhou Wenyu anymore. What exactly is it like.
My thoughts after reading this, is this a post about the end of the world? I want to just click on the last one and scan it first.