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... e is any problem, can you tell your mother? No, you can't solve anything."
"Going around..."
"It’s good to open the door, my mother will worry about you..."
"Going around..."
As he spoke, the door slammed open, and stood in the doorway, looking at the clouds with tears.
Cloud painting is so painful.
I quickly squatted down and hugged my pockets. "What's wrong with you? You can't say good things with your mother? You are so worried, my mother is very worr ...
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