The rain was dripping, and the young man raised his head, not knowing that his tears were mixed with the rain. He held the position of his heart sourly.
He leaned behind the wall and heard the man speaking to the bell in front of the statue, "Be united with Tang Nianyong."
That man's oath pierced the young man's heart like a needle.
——If there really is a god. . .
There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don't know it.
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! ! ! ! Too late... Chapter twenty-two, twenty-three... Gone...[Crying]
! ! ! ! Too late... Chapter twenty-two, twenty-three... Gone...[Crying]