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Categories: words and feelings
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Han Yan can never forget that snowy night, deep in the alley, the streetlight dim, a touch of scarlet on the man's fingertips disoriented her eyes. She wanted to leave in a hurry, but he stubbornly yanked off her headphones, blocking the curb, unable to get in or out. Take me for a ride. I am not a bad person. Han Yan thought that the fate is shallow, this goodbye, the two will not see each other again. But she didn't want to, but he took the initiative to find the door, tugged on her hand, imprisoned her in the arms...