In late autumn, the streets were rustling with a sassy wind, crackling the withered leaves on the branches, and a few of them could not be supported on the trees, and slowly swayed with the wind and fell to the ground.

The fallen leaves of a row of trees fall to the ground, forming a natural carpet on which you step on it to make a "crunch" "crunch" sound.

Yiyu wrapped her trench coat tightly, and it seemed that a thin trench coat was not enough in such weather, and she was walking on her way to the convenience store.

In fact, she hadn't been in contact with Zhao Ke for a long time, and it had been about thirty-seven days since the last time she sent the message.

Their conversation was no longer followed, and the money was returned......

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