After finally turning her luck around and becoming the school belle, how could her youth be complete without a huge harem? At the time, she was sure she had won another battle. Little did she know, some battles in this world end either in a win for both sides or a loss for both.
Many years later, whenever Yiqian's thoughts flashed back, every detail was still there, stubbornly impossible to wipe away: the almost transparent fuzz on his face in the backlight, the beautiful line of his jaw, the warmth of his palm against her fingers. Do twin flowers really exist in this world? Perhaps I once brushed past another version of myself, in those flowing years spent watching the carousel go round.
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I originally wanted to read a sweet little story before going to bed, but I already had an ominous premonition after reading the first few chapters, but I really liked the style, so I insisted on reading it. Now I am so depressed that I can't sleep. I left a message to tell the comrades behind me that this is a tragedy... I feel so uncomfortable.
Come on! Come on! Come on!
I crossed the mountains, climbed over the iron fence, and lurked here, just to hit you with one! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival
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Gently I left, just as I came gently, I waved my sleeves and dropped a
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