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Categories: youthfulness
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The old days are not feathered. Three years ago, the story always began with the appearance of such a man. He was sometimes cold as ice, sometimes fluctuating heartstrings, his arrival, from the beginning, was a seamless revenge. Clip 1: Yan Shi stared at him, her eyes misty, circling his neck with the last remnants of her sanity, her eyebrows raised, growing pasty, stubbornness bursting from the corners of her eyes alone. "It's...