When he exhaled the cigarette, it seemed to push out the depression in his heart.

The past was like a dream, but it left him in agony and really made him hover between indulgence and sobriety.

When a cigarette was about to burn to the end, Jiang Ruize extinguished the cigarette butt and walked briskly downstairs from the room.

Jiang Zhi'an, who had dinner in the living room, was writing program code on the computer while holding the computer, and Jiang Ruize walked up to him,......

"Preference for Cold Roses" Chapter 45 I want to stop talking, and I have an idea I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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