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Categories: words and feelings
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Four years ago. "Anfel! You're stealing food again!" A certain man, wearing a pink joyful apron and holding a spoon in his hand, looked at a certain woman who was scrambling to cover up with an angry face. "It's made to be eaten, it's hard to feed and raise babies, isn't it?" A certain girl pretended to look at the fragrant meal with disdain, and sent a few more blank stares at the man with an angry face. Four years later. He, cold and indifferent as if she was at that time, no longer cared about her, no longer looked at her, and would even coldly watch her being bullied by others. She is his wife, but he no longer cherish ...... Anfel lifted the beautiful eyes looked at the man, the heart, gradually despair ...... pure white sheet gradually was blood stained red, bed, Anfel eyes without focus, the last consciousness in the mind but thought of: Is not all men are the same, and then get their own