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You are a metaphor for the moon, carrying many of my fantasies.
The closer I get to you, the more greedy I become. I hide a lot of moonlight about you, hoping that the moon will come to me.
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The first time I saw him was a strange Kazakh man among the noisy crowd.
Her keen intuition from working in news all year round makes her always subconsciously search for the most prominent presence in the crowd.
The first side of him is half fire.
The background of his soul given by the world is the pleasure of rampage, so his eyes are always thorny when he looks at people, and so is his speech.
"Walk carefully."
Lin Yi was so angry that he felt dizzy.
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But he always has the ability to make Lin Yi surrender.
Such a fiery person leaned down and patiently coaxed her.
The evening breeze in Shigatse was gentler than that in Huijing, passing through the leaves all over the mountains and plains. It seemed as if there were countless butterflies flapping their wings in her ears. Every trembling was some kind of subtle yet irresistible force.
A silent tsunami rolled up in Valuri, which is 2,417 kilometers away.
"Are all the women in the city as stupid as you?" He frowned and looked at Lin Yi.
This sentence entered her dream.
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She was very articulate and could talk nonsense to people and ghosts, and most of the dead could become alive, but she could never refute the look of a man's eyes when he spoke, even in a dream.
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A has-been female reporter from the Huijing Red TV station × a minority equestrian from the Shigatse grassland
Concept: Love is the law of gravity.
