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I wanted to hug him and cry, but I couldn't, I didn't have that qualification, and I didn't have that qualification anymore.

So I just pushed him away, wiped my tears, and walked out.

Brother, inexplicable, because I don't speak, my brother can't fully understand what I mean.

The elder brother followed behind him, "Hyosung, tell me, what's wrong, does it hurt?" ”

The more he chased me, the more he hid, and I began to reject contact with him. I wasn't worthy of him before, and now I can't talk about the word matching.

The story of me and my third brother can be rumored, if anyone knows about my experience in that room, what will my brother do? What kind of gossip will there be, such an experience......

Chapter 72 of "Picking Up a Childhood Plum: Bamboo Horse Guardian Formula" The suicide note is being hit by hand, please wait for a while,

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