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Categories: words and feelings
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My world is only withering and dying. Xie Fusheng dragged a broken body closer, the empty swirls in his eyes as suffocating as a dying wave. "You should just stay away from me." "What's so good about following me..." but it was Jiang Mei who loved him like this. She gently embraced the thin youth, rubbed her lips against the scruff on his chin, and whispered softly, "Xie Fusheng, do you believe that if you say this kind of thing again,...