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That year, she seventeen, he twenty-seven. She was a delinquent girl, the campus famous "black poppy"; he was a golden body-plated business prince, everyone flattered the flamboyant power young. When we first met, her motorcycle crashed into his Land Rover, spoiling his good deed of throwing himself into his arms. He smiled evilly, but his eyes were dark. "Good dog does not block the road, your sister does not pay for anything!" She reached out and took the cigarette between his fingers, sprayed a mouthful of smoke ......