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The temperature in the workshop of Jinlong Electronics Factory is higher than that of toy factories and hardware factories. There is a pungent metallic smell in the air. After a while, my throat is burning and it hurts and itches. The leader said that it was the smell of metallic tin used to solder electronic components on circuit boards, and it was not harmful to the human body.

Suspense, science fiction, horror, reincarnation... Once the gear of evil is started, it can never be stopped. Who is the mastermind behind all this? In endless torture, I longed for an answer.

A murder notice appeared in the village. The person who posted the notice was Qiu Dasheng. His elder brother Qiu Baozeng lent him 500 yuan. It has not been paid back for 17 years. Qiu Dasheng had enough of the pain of demanding debts. The wife ran away with someone. The son also ran away from home. To this end. He posted a notice. On behalf of the Supreme People's Court, Qiu Baozeng and his son were sentenced to death. This night. Qiu Dasheng embarked on the road to kill Qiu Baozeng and his son...

[Produced by Feng Shang Pavilion] Love should be as beautiful as a flower. But why is my love so difficult and painful? --- Zixuan, if we had never grown up, you would not have fallen in love with me without hesitation. If you had not fallen in love with me, I would not have lost your smile so desperately. If there are so many ifs, I would rather hope that we are just passers-by A and B who pass each other in this world, so that you can live well, love and be loved well. However, the sky and the earth are changing in an instant. You are like a shooting star, setting off the most brilliant fireworks in my life and then suddenly disappearing, leaving me still looking up to the sky. How can I continue to live? How wonderful it would be if life remained the same as when we first met and never changed...

Some words, if spoken too much, eventually become complicated. Some things, if done too much, eventually become repetitive. Some people, after seeing them often, end up becoming strangers. －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ It's always that rainy day It's always the oil umbrella cover sadness Cover the fleeting time Who sings Qingqian Sing the years we have passed Sing the Chinese years we never imagined that life I wrap you with colorful ribbons Just to say something to you I. Love. You －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ Li Yuan, if this life passes by like this. I just want to hold your hand until I grow old...