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If the cold night is drenched with green rain,
If death is a black rain,
If I stand in the rain,
Waiting for you to pick me up.
Xie Qin held a small umbrella and came to take Yan Zhen home.
Simple high school student (little white rabbit?)*Decadent tattoo artist (stinky fox?)
This is a short HE article, please feel free to read it
Intention: To be determined