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Balenciaga, Paris is not home The girl only knows that there is a boy in Paris who she likes very much

Jiang Wei did not expect that there would be several such handsome men in the only remaining tailor shop in this ancient city. She carried the only thing left by her grandmother and came here to fulfill her grandmother's last wish: "Please help me repair it! I will never default on the payment!" The handsome men smiled, and their long and beautiful hands worked on the sewing machine, their movements smooth and elegant, like the sun caressing a picture in the morning. "The reward for us is not money. Do you know what we do?" Jiang Wei was stunned. Isn't it clothes or something... The handsome man placed the repaired antiques with a dazzling smile: "It's - time." We will reveal the secret of your family. A secret caused by an ancient artifact, a game in an ancient city from another world, the gears left behind by an ancient spell... Those are a few teenagers guarding time. --What we sew is not clothes, but time. --Our job is to be tailors, and maintaining world peace is just a hobby.

Where will the love-hate entanglement between Lin Xi and Gong Xi Chu Feng go? I thought I was always in your heart and never left. I thought I still had a chance to hold your hand and hold you in my arms. Once upon a time, it was difficult for water to remove Wushan, not clouds. Singing the ancient melody of love and embarking on a journey, who can finally reach the end of this thorny road? Dong Qian, Chu Feng, Rose, Elit, Gong Ze... How could they be so embarrassed? --The plot is fictitious, please do not imitate it.

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