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Love Starts a Fire
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Categories: immortal chivalry
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The first time we met was in the opulent box, a room full of clothed animals, she was his human tribute. <br />Tribute to the people said: Bitch. The child is ruthless, the theater is not righteous, today this woman you casually play, out of human life counted on me. <br />He sat in a pile of people, silent, but the most eye-catching one, lonely and cold. <br />Two fingers holding a cigarette, swallowing clouds and spitting smoke, diffuse and uninhibited squinting...