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Categories: unapologetic
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A poem "Shaanxi mahogany coffin, seven exquisite locks, Hancheng a withered glory, seven-colored human head flowers." I was involved in an elaborate conspiracy, and the person behind it was someone I never expected. A bouquet of life-threatening seven-colored flowers, containing a bead that made countless people disregard family, friendship, benevolence and morality. Those familiar faces yet with cruelty, humanity became insignificant at that moment.