It's the fourth day, and I haven't contacted her, even though she knows her phone number by heart.

Yes, go see her, let her taste foreign cigarettes, let her teach me how to smoke.

Looking at the watch, at half past ten in the evening, I believe she must still be there.

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Chapter 174 of "The Wall of the Inevitable Disaster" Don't Call Me Sisters It's a hand-hit, please wait a moment,

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