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Zhou Yin was pregnant with a young child in her second year of college. She was only twenty when she married Wang He.
She went home with an armful of vegetables and saw Wang He eating some. The girl's lips are plum-colored and her collarbones are milky white, radiating with the light and shadow of youth.
Ask her, it's also twenty.
Abandoning her youth, education, and self, all she had was a lonely self, a rebellious daughter, and a pool of filthy men under her skin.
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The man was leaning against the wall, his eyebrows were far away, and he looked very beautiful. His identity is also a first-class one, the person in charge of the Beijing antique circle, the second master of the Gu family - Gu Peiye.
But he was willing to be confined to the plaster wall and the darkness of the sky. He leaned over and gave her a hand: "Why don't you follow the path?"
At that time, Zhou thought he had met a noble person, so he knelt down and prayed to God for the Jade Faced Bodhisattva, and burst into tears of gratitude.
Unexpectedly, in the next few decades, she would no longer have a beard and a tail, and would be trapped in a strange sky.
Even though I drooped my thin legs, I couldn't touch the muddy ground.
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"Not satisfied?"
Gu Peiping twirled the woman's black hair and smiled, no longer as smart and decisive as before.
Everyone said that Zhou Yin followed him and caused the smoke to rise from the ancestral grave. Only he knows that he got what he wanted.
Women are ignorant and blunt, with no gorgeous background, only stubborn stubbornness. They are just like the rest of the world, they can also be timid, hesitant, and ignorant.
But in the end, he became her dog. It is his fate to surrender.
Intention: Love rises in the east and falls in the west