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Me and My Eighteen Year Old
Birds have wind, and people, as the name suggests, are like a gust of wind that cannot be caught. With the aura of being a top student, he is cold and taciturn, and his politeness hides an alienation that alienates others. Everyone knew that he had a small mole on his left eye under his beautiful glasses, but no one had a glimpse of the heart that had been severely damaged by his original family and was frozen in layers. Reciting "Pipa Xing" is his lingering nightmare, and the sunflowers in the
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Anatomy
On a thunderstorm afternoon, bed No. 6 In the hospital was empty. Qiu Gong, the albino boy who was as clean and polite as a porcelain doll, chose the most decisive way to leave. In the relic box, half a page of a suicide note licked by the tongue of fire lay quietly. The first words are gentle, describing the luck of being born with a flaw but being favored - his parents who love him and his cool sister Qiu Ling who protects him like a treasure. Also write down a name: Yan Haishi. They were bor
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[Intangible Cultural Heritage] Grandmaster, He Is Always Losing His Horse Meng Siyuan, a newbie in the modern paper-tearing intangible cultural heritage, woke up and became the ancestor of the ancient paper-tearing world! Division! Lord! Facing a room full of antique furniture and jade pillows, Meng Siyuan said:? ? ? Do you want this blessing? What's even worse is that the homework he didn't finish tearing up after staying up late last night is now being stared at by the maid with scissors! Meng Siyuan: Leave paper under the knife! That's the beautiful head I tore out 6Favorites36Clicks/ch—Nutrition