"The light rain on the sky street is as moist as butter, and the color of grass looks far away but is not there up close."
Antique or antique?
When I was six years old, everything changed when I opened my eyes. Who was my father?
Are you Yuner? Or sluggish?
The confused memory finally met that person
House fights... Breakups... Gradually learned to be smart
People cannot be calculated forever, and there will be a day when even confused people fight back.
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