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Category: Traversing
State: Completion
When he decorated the charming emerald gold decoration on my bun, I didn't know that the emerald craft was so cruel. Just like, a few years later, when I appeared in front of him in a cold green shirt, I didn't expect that he had been bleeding because of uncontrollable thoughts. Beauty in the country, jade face. I'm not who I used to be. Why do you still stick to the past?