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... ected hundreds of millions of believers, and interfered with the functioning of society.

  The angel of death descended from the door, and opened the door again at this moment, of course not to roll back.

   Instead, they intend to use the door to completely eliminate Fang Cheng and Li Yu.

  At the moment when the gate of heaven opened, bursts of bells rang from inside the gate.

   "Clang!"

   "Clang!"

   "Clang!"

  The angel of death who was pray ...

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

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He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

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