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... migration suddenly flooded into my mind.
I was reading in the dormitory when my brothers called me to drink.
I didn’t really want to go, but a certain bad influence claimed that drinking could prevent brain clots, clear the blockages in the brain, and enlighten my spirit, allowing my long-dormant talent for love to shine again. By rereading the classic secret books I had collected for years, I would surely transform into a master of love and a tender warm man, warming her with a ...
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