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This Night Looks a Bit Like Zhang Ailing Tian Xiaoran always smiles. Gu Jiacheng and she are not from the same generation. Can you please stop listening to those old songs? Four whole years of college were spent on an uneducated old man? If we finally muster up the courage to look back, will we still be where we are? 1Favorites376Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Time Passes, Mood There was a constant ticking sound outside the window, and the icicles on the eaves began to melt. The sound was particularly clear in this lonely afternoon, as if someone was constantly beating the drum in his heart. Xu Qingyan was sitting in front of the case. The wind swept the melted snow, carrying a hint of the fragrance of plum blossoms, mixed with moisture and came in. It blew out the candlelight and made her shadow long and thin. In her hand she held a letter with frayed edges and dark —Favorites2Clicks/ch—Nutrition