The rain outside the window is falling happily, dripping into the soil...
Looking at them, there are ripples in my heart...
Are you okay?
I don't know how to face you. I've hurt you too much, so I think what I can do is give you to her and let her love you well.
Do you blame me?
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Khan, it turns out that this (original manuscript) was posted in Jinjiang under the name of X144. . . I forgot about it. . . This article is a revised version and should be more rigorous than the previous one. . Hope everyone supports it!