The white-haired man lying on his knees was dying.

She knew that life was fading.

The shots that I have always seen in movies and novels actually appeared in front of my eyes.

She didn't understand, it was just an ordinary love, why it was in the way of other people's eyes, so she couldn't tolerate them.

The two men stood far away around her, and no one dared to lean over. ......

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