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No matter what, you're giving me a dead end. If you're going to play, why don't you play hard? Or are you afraid that you'll fall in love with me? Or are you afraid that you won't be able to kill me? What sweet words, oaths, it can be said, the premise is that you are willing to listen, if you do not want to, I will cut it off with my own hands, no mercy, do you understand? On the spur of the moment, a ridiculous bet, but did not think that love is actually up, the heart is not willing to hurt, but after the loss of regret. First encounter, love, memories turned to ashes. Utilization, regret, all thoughts pale. The day I fall in love with you is the day you die of rain!