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the flowers bloom at that time
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At that time, like is buried deep in the heart of a period of Shaohua; at that time, attachment in the invisible growth, rooted and sprouted. At that time, she was a gentle, beautiful, but only to him proud Zhang Yinuo; he was a rebellious, poisonous, but only to her to put down all the self-esteem of Lin Wenzhao. Two very different people, but because of the sudden arrival of the disease, their youthful faces, young hearts, gradually approaching, love...
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