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... e bright yellow clothes symbolize the peak of power. The ink is high and the breeze blows. A few hair strands are picked up, and the face is pale.

Obviously after a spring and autumn, it seems to be like a world.

They are enemies, but they have the feeling of sympathy, but God always likes to play with people, the same attachment to feelings, and those who fall in love, will not let go.

It is still the same person who falls in love with them. They are really similar people.< ...

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