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Everything starts from a glass of wine, oh no, a noodle shop, think about it, everything is such a coincidence, A woman who was keen on demolishing piles was actually shot by the God of Cupid's arrows, and even moved the arrows manually. Plunge deeper, tut tut...

Am I Mingnanzhi or Mingqingnuo, am I a boy or girl... ...Isn't everything determined by God? Can I never be myself again in this life?

The deer roars, the wormwood in the wild eats, I don't know what love is... When the cloud passes, only the shadow goes to whom...