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... sing it for him.
As Gu Mengmeng sang every word and syllabus, she could feel the blood in Bi An’s chest surging.
He was different from Snakel. Snakel’s thousand years was muddled along without any aim while his thousand years was a holocaust called awaiting.
Time was like knife, cutting his heart up cruelly.
Today, he was finally free, why was he not excited?
That night, Gu Mengmeng kept singing ‘Sorrow of Separation’ one time after another, she ...
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