They said that the child had killed her father and brother, and had the eyes of a wild cat. Don't help her.
She helped her with just a little effort, but she didn't expect to become her sunshine.
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After studying abroad for three years, her letters continued to arrive every month. She watched her handwriting become more beautiful little by little, and then replied one by one.
"I'm back. If you're free, I'd like to meet you at Dabai Bridge."
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Then she walked towards her. Crossing life and death, crossing long hopeless days, crossing countless nightmares and midnight tears, crossing irreversible mistakes, I walked toward her.
Stopping next to the bench, he said his first words to her after the reunion: "I'm sorry, sister, can you lend me a fire?"
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The moment the bullet came towards her, those eyes appeared in front of her eyes again, those eyes with wet eyelashes and mist of tears.
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In the black and white photo, she tilted her head slightly, smiling as she looked at the bouquet of red roses dedicated to her.
Concept: There are only two important things in this universe, one is communism and the other is you.