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... ay I drift in thoughts of becoming yours, bitterly regretting and recalling the past, when we next meet away from home, I shall bow my head and carry eternity." Nangong Bing, lost in myriad thoughts, gazed somberly and profoundly at the Tianyu Group’s panoramic view.
Looking at the bustling cityscape before her, Nangong Bing actually became interested in composing poetry. Truly worthy of being a high achiever from Stanford in the United States.
Just then, Lin Zifeng, after finish ...
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