Missed, I'm not talking about the train

At the end of the play, I'm not talking about movies

It's gone, I'm not talking about time

It's raining, I'm not talking about the weather

I miss you, I'm not talking about anyone else

In the quiet study, the old man closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa next to him to meditate, and the Buddha beads in his palms were suddenly scattered on the ground, "What you said is true?" ”

Standing by the windowsill, Yinuo was silent, took out a cigarette from his pocket casually, swallowed it slowly, hesitated, and held it to his mouth, "poof" and exhaled a heavy breath.

"Remember your favorite ......

Chapter 111 of "Meeting You on the Stormy Street" It's raining, I'm not talking about the weather It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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