Now when I think about meeting for the first time, just because of the casual eye collision before getting into the car, I was already doomed to this life.

After getting out of the car, Zhuang Rui still hugged Yang Yu in, for fear that she would be contaminated with half a cent of wind and snow.

It is still the private room when we first met, with the fragrance of roses spreading all over the room, and neon dotted with petals, strung together into a small heart, like a galaxy in the sky.

The moment the door opened, Yang was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes were sour, and the next second, tears burst out of his eyes. It's been six years, and every time this day comes, someone will tear open a hole in her heart, forcing her to recall the scene when that person left, and in the middle of the night the blood was dried up, and then the flesh and blood were blurred......

"He is gentle itself" 077 is destined to be hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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