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... been haunting her.

She cried, she was sad, she was angry, she was desperate, and those past events were still clear and could not be erased.

But suddenly the words, with a sincere apology, but let her frozen heart, suddenly encountered the spring sunshine, quickly melted.

This feeling, true, real, happy, beautiful.

It turned out that my brother actually cares about himself; it turns out that his brother has always been guilty.

It turned out that my brother is n ...

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