The summer rain comes and goes quickly, and it comes and goes suddenly, and it stops abruptly, and the momentum is abundant.

This is not the case with the autumn rain, which is like water slowly squeezed out of wet cotton wool, and it has a continuous charm for several days at a time.

Sometimes you feel that the rain has stopped, but in fact, the water on the corner of the alley is still rippling, the water tank in the yard is still tinkling, and the newly budding branches of the little banyan tree are lying wet on the eaves of the mailroom, looking listless

"My Life as a Tokyo Voice Actor" Chapter 45 Yuan Bao needs companionship, not love is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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