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... ome things are like springs: the longer they are compressed, the harder they bounce back when released.
That night, Feng Yiping tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The scenes from later that night came back to him like a slideshow, clear as day. They had shared so much together, and it had all happened so quickly. In the end, all those memories merged into Zhang Yan's face.
Each face had a different expression, but they were all smiling. Click on any of the faces, and you can rea ...
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