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Categories: words and feelings
Statuses: Updating
After years of meeting each other, someone asked if she still remembered the stunningly talented flower of the high ridge in the first high school. Xu listen to look at the person familiar and unfamiliar eyebrows, suppress the panic in the bottom of the eyes, lowering the eyes blandly back: do not remember. Shen Yanzhao leaned in the corner lack of interest, the dim light can not see the face, in the middle of her speech, lazy eyes fell faintly on her, just a second to withdraw. The eyes hit...