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... sorbed in early summer, it would automatically fall into her.
Xia Qiu's eyes were covered with a pale red color.
She was not absorbing those blood crystals, as Ling Mo thought.
Instead, there are some pictures that seem to be dissipated by the mist, passing quickly in front of her eyes.
Although you have memories of early summer, as human beings, memories of things that you don't want to accept will become blurred and fade out spontaneously.
It is those memorie ...
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