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"He is your future wife, and you like him very much. You will never marry him unless you marry him in this life."
I sneered and rolled my eyes, "Him? A shabby country boy? Would I like him? Are you crazy!"
The man in front of him smiled and said nothing.
I think he is sick.
How could I like a mean bug.
I don't believe it—even if the person who came to tell me the news was me three years later.
A short story about high blood pressure, first person, be, very silly, don't click on it
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