"Xiao Wenyuan, where are you? I can't find you..."
"Jiang Yuchen, I'm sorry..."
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"They are all laborers in this world, but they are both poor and well-off."
"Xiao Feng caressed the tears of the river and condensed the resentment, Chen Meng and Shen Yuan went through the crisis together."
Intention: The silk of love binds the shadow and disappears together with the dust, turns into a butterfly carrying incense and sleeps in the grave together