This is a text caused by a sentence~~~
"A good man is like a one-dollar coin, with a '1' on the front and a 'chrysanthemum' on the back."
My work of resentment~~~~The product of the combination of Bai and Lei~~~
A one-yuan coin and the sad love of five yuan~~Five yuan means no fate~~~
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PS: Since I really don't want to write it anymore, I changed it to a tragedy of 1VS1.
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