Lin Yimian controlled himself not to think about the past, but the memories imprinted in his body always appeared automatically and inadvertently.

She heard the meaning of Olena's words, and breathed a sigh of relief invisibly.

Fortunately, Olena didn't really have to be Song Wenli, otherwise Cheng Xin would not have given up.

In front, Cheng Xin stood up suddenly, and Yan Yan, who was sitting in the back row, subconsciously straightened up. ......

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