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A song that is not yet painted is the most lovesick
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In her previous life, she was so graceful that she drank the poison he fed her with a smile. In this life, she is fastidious, but can not escape the fate of the puppet. This is not the same as in the past, love is no longer. A pair of clouds and rain hand, subverted in the end is his country, or her heart? The painting has not yet died, only shadow to whom to rely on? What is the date of this evening, two evenings have been more. The blood debt can be repaid, how can the love revenge be solved? Looking at the end of the world, where is the date of the heart?