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Written on a Rainy Night 954 words

"I remember, he... He's Xiaoling!"

Suddenly, in the crowd, a young man raised his phone and shouted with some surprise.

GA!

Xiao Ling?

Which depression?

In an instant, when young people shout like this, a figure suddenly appears in the minds of people, and soon...

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