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After a mudslide, everything was unrecognizable and desolate.
Su Mu and her colleagues were sitting on the side of the road to rest. At this time, Su Mu's face was covered with dirt and her hair was unkempt, but her beautiful appearance could not be hidden.
A colleague asked her: "How are you and your boyfriend doing?"
Su Mu unscrewed the water in her hand, took a sip, and said in a cold tone: "It's divided."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a pair of combat boots appear in front of her.
Su Mu instantly had a bad premonition, her scalp felt numb and her spine felt chilly.
Before Su Mu could raise his head, a deep male voice came from above his head: "I'm not dead yet, who did you break up with?"
Nothing can separate us except death.
The flower language of white hyacinth: silent love, secret love and low-key love.
Doctors vs Soldiers | White Coats vs Military Uniforms
(This article was first published on 2020.04.23)
Intention: secret love, love, faith, glory
