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... shook violently.
Some part of the clothes at his shoulder was wet with a bloody rust smell.
Jun Yeyan wished he had lost his sense of smell at that moment. At least he didn’t need to smell it.
“Xue… I can’t lose you…”
“Xue… I have nothing but you, only you… ”
“How can I keep you…”
His sad and desperate tone was like the sound of a solo cello which was terribly lonely and coldly desperate.
Tightening his arms, Jun Yeyan was afr ...
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