Jiang Chao gently placed the red rose in front of the tombstone and touched the photo in front of him. He was smiling in the photo, "Cen Yin, I haven't dreamed about you for a long time. Have you forgotten me?" He sat by the tombstone and looked at The smoke ring gradually drifted away, "I'm sorry, I know you don't like my smoking, I will come to you after I finish smoking." The long cigarette ash shattered after touching the ground, Jiang Chao swallowed the poison, "I'm here to accompany you, mine, Cen Yin"
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