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[Hong Kong Circle + White Swan Ballet Dancer vs. High-ranking Person] He Fufu Li, as the name suggests, he restrains himself and restores propriety, a humble gentleman. That's just his surface. The first time Lin Yiyi met him was at Mr. He's funeral. A tear at the end of his eye slid down his cheek, and when it dropped, there was a smile on his lips. Lin Yiyi was stunned for a second, then looked at him for half a second. Seeing He Fuli slowly walking towards her with a cane, Lin Yiyi nodded and looked away, wanting to leave. He Jinyue, who was standing aside, grabbed him and said, "Yiyi, call me uncle." "Uncle." Lin Yiyi's voice was accompanied by the clear ringing of the red rope bell on her wrist. --Every rainy season on Hong Kong Island, He Fuli's right leg begins to hurt. This right leg was caused by a car accident 5 years ago. Whenever it rains, it's like countless ants are gnawing at every inch of his bad bones in his leg bones. This broken bone seemed to be alive, and it was only when the crisp bells were heard that peace could be restored. He Fuli closed his eyes and thought of the girl wearing the bell. So... Lin Yiyi, how can I let you go? Let's go down to the eighteen levels of hell together. # CrowDark, SwanGuilty# *The background is Hong Kong Island, the place names are fictitious, the millennium is not a heroine, and it is an emotional story.