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Who Is I Missing? Lin Yan said a lot of things on the day he died. His words were like fallen leaves in late autumn, falling one by one from his cracked lips and falling in the empty room without any echo or response. The attendant was kneeling and crying outside the door. He divorced his wife half a year ago and sent her back to her parents' home. There was no one in front of the hospital bed, so he spoke sentence by sentence to the beam above his head. Later, the voice became softer and softer, like a candle 1Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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And Dongxi Begonia The echo of the slap ten years later Believe me or her? This question echoed in Haitang's life for ten years. Not with the voice, but with the touch that has long since disappeared but is forever imprinted on the left side of the face - the raised face, the falling slap, the hot shame and cold heartbreak of the seventeen-year-old summer. She always wakes up at the same point: the moment Ah He grits his teeth and says, "I believe in her," the dream begins to crack like a broken mirror. Then sh 1Favorites55Clicks/ch—Nutrition