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The city of B has been transformed into a pouring rain by the drizzle of the past. The raindrops of the beans are like broken beads, and the windows are madly beaten, and there is a raging whistling sound in the ear.
"Miss, where are you going?"
At this time, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and the lights outside the airport were still very bright. The driver in front looked at the pale summer look from the mirror, and saw that she was stunned and her clothes ...
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