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... s a fragmented illusion flashing in front of me. I don’t know when and where the summer, the big clump of irises on the roadside blooms in the smoke, there is a young tall man against the light, smiling and reaching out to the girl in front of him. Come - Xiao Yan, come home with me.
Xiao Yan, go home with me...
The voice was low and confusing, like a curse, let her choke.
More pictures poured into my mind, and the luxury villas in the mountains. The man held the girl's hand ...
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