The picture of that year was engraved in Ye Tushen's mind lingering, it was a sweet and greasy chocolate, peeling off the coat, the sweet aroma inside overflowed, many years have passed, and the smell seems to still linger in his nose.

He extinguished the last bit of scarlet light from his cigarette butt, got up and walked out......

Outside, the sky was bright, and the strong light pierced through the floor-to-ceiling windows, piercing straight into the ......

Chapter 126 of "Fiddle" No, it's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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