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After running away from the pier, there was a faint sound on the iron frame, and a lightweight ultra-high express train A511 drove from Shanli to the distant Wangxin Lake. It's like spring here all year round, and even the wind is scented with camellias. "Hey! Stop talking nonsense. Since you have no place to go, why not just follow me!" Walking at a light pace, the huge flow of people seems to be nothing. The girl shuttled freely among them, issuing invitations.

The joy of meeting again and again, It eventually turned into endless torture; Passion again and again, It became a pain that was no longer palpable. The moment the wounds scabbed over, I lost interest. The unbearable itching dug out the wound again! Like an empty bottle, We who are constantly suffocating--

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This book was previously titled...(I don't know what it is) Later, time travel