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Death of the Swallowtail Butterfly (GL) Many years later, I have long lost contact with Muzi. The world is actually very big. I don't even know if she is still alive. But no matter where I go or who I meet, I can never forget her appearance, her voice, and every bit about her. I miss my love, even though it is a secret that can only be kept silent until it is buried in the soil. 4Favorites449Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Hot Summer Zi Ning, what does it feel like to like someone? The idiot question Alou asked. Today I realized that liking someone is like this summer. The heat is despairing. Intention: 3Favorites3.2kClicks/ch—Nutrition
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[Comprehensive Novel] a Ray of Light She is his light, and her non-dazzling light embraces him. When he was young, he was radiant and proud, while she was gentle and tolerant; When he was young, his luster faded and he became decadent, and she understood that he was accompanying him. Until she... —— In the front is Dou Po, in the back is Douluo, and in the end comes Dou Po. 1Vs1, CP Xiao Yan. 2Favorites803Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Cold Winter Winter is very cold Whether it's the heavy snow outside the window Or the downpour in Yue Zining's heart They are all distances that Ou Xiao can never cross. They are so close and so far apart. He knew he couldn't speak A story that never begins will never end Intention: 1Favorites565Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Spring Is Warm and Flowers Are Blooming The rooftop is a fictitious scene, but maybe each of us has a rooftop in our hearts. Keeping his deepest unspeakable secrets, waiting, and disappointment. People and events coming and going will gradually fade into obscurity. It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to help each other. Many things are better forgotten. Intention: —Favorites899Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Dessert She likes the city at night, those windows with lights on, there are always infinite ambiguous stories for her imagination. The falsehood under the sun gradually reveals its rotten truth under the cover of night. Everyone was slowly submerged in the sweet hallucination, like a bug falling into a pitcher plant, happily heading towards death. This is a story written by a person who doesn't believe in love at all, so I will throw away egg shells as much as I can and send flowers as much as I can, —Favorites279Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Liangqiu Human memory is an unreal movie. After repeated playback many times, poor-quality film will gradually become blurred or distorted. I no longer remember Nuan Qiu's face, Nuan Qiu's hands, and those dusty fragments. Her body gradually disappeared into darkness. But I still remember that day when she sat in the seat next to me. The smell of dust in the library was like a spell, slowing down time. Nuan Qiu kept writing on a piece of paper with indifferent eyes. Ah Ying, one day I want to hear you s —Favorites785Clicks/ch—Nutrition