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... or the sound of the old man’s four words.
I’m blaming the old man for staring at a thousand words, “There is a broken piece.”
The scorpion is broken... The scorpion is broken... These four words do not stop in the brain of a strange snow, forming a resounding sound, like a shocking hit on her heart, if not the first one to help her, Her soft body almost slid to the ground.
This sentence is not only to let the lost thousands of snow lose the heart.
In the first fifteen ...
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