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Red | Sleeve | Words | Love | Small | Say Yan Fei doesn't know how long he has been here. I vaguely remember that it was the midsummer in June. At that time, the magnolia was in full bloom, and the yard was filled with a shallow fragrance. Yesterday, she was shocked, and it was almost a year before she knew it.
I got up and pushed away the thin blanket on my leg, and then I couldn't help coughing twice. She couldn't help laughing, even before she left the house? You know, she's only 25 years old. Who is not crazy at her age? how do you ...
On weekdays, she is afraid to go out. The climate at this time is too unpredictable. One second it's hot, the next it's cold. After all, it's winter when it's windy. If you're unlucky, you'll catch a cold and don't want to take risks. After all, the taste of being sick is too uncomfortable.
I just woke up this morning and just opened my eyes and saw the clear blue sky outside the window. Even if there is only a corner between the curtains, it is enough to make her itch. She put on a pink sweater coat and Lianting came out.
There are no servants in the villa, and she is the only one most of the time. Yan Fei doesn't know how long she has been alone and how she endured this loneliness, but she doesn't feel sad, but she is often immersed in such loneliness and tranquility. Occasionally, the old servant said that his mother would come back to talk with her, but only occasionally.
The snow in the hospital has not melted yet. This is the first time this year. ...