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The moment I opened the door... The world came to a screeching halt. The girl sat on the window sill, the evening breeze blew by, and her hair rose with a little silver light. She wiped the residue at the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and the scarlet blood gradually melted into her pupils. The shackles of coldness are like Shura. In an instant, all the misfortunes in the world gathered together and scattered in all directions in the room. "You would never betray her." With just one sentence, he jumped down. Qi Yue: "I've been waiting for someone who doesn't mind me being a murderer." Gu Tingyao: "Yue'er, you are my life." At the funeral, Mo Xueyuan, who was only ten years old, was wrapped in black gauze and knelt before the soul without shedding a single tear. I only remember one sentence in the suicide note, which makes me sigh: I have spent my whole life burdened by money and fame, learned to be greedy, but forgot about love. Ye Bai: "Even if it is him you are looking at, I will spend the rest of my life protecting you." Mo Xueyuan: "Brother Ye Bai, it's wrong to be jealous." The late autumn light shines through the blinds on the top floor of the building and hits the man's beautiful and flawless facial features. His tall and straight figure is as domineering as an eagle as always, exuding an aura that keeps strangers away. His lips are slightly opened: "Woman, sit on my feet." Meng Wanjun: "You're a man with facial paralysis and kidney deficiency, don't let me see you again next time." Mo Ziqian: "Want to die?" In the middle is a little boy with light brown hair and fair skin. Under his thick eyebrows is a pair of big, bright eyes. The blue pupils also have a mysterious color that cannot be underestimated. He looks like a mixed race. Luo Wenchuan: "Brother Ninth, wait for me!" Jennifer: "Arlo, I love you!"