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"The first time I saw, in the purple cloud mountain, he wanted to skin her bones, swallowed into the stomach; she was indifferent to the relative, and then lifted the knife to split the shackles that bound his freedom. That year, he was ten years old, she was seven years old. <br /> goodbye, is ten years later, in the prosperous place of Kyoto, he walks in the quiet of the night, she suddenly rushed out of the darkness will be strong pounced on him. <br /> "It's you?" He recognizes her, but she is milli...