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The snow is not marked to those comments, and look at the past until I see a sentence.

He suddenly lifted, and the dark color burst into difficult words.

He looked at Bai Weiwei lying on the bed, but he couldn't say a word.

His finger, place where she is commented.

"master--"

"May you love me, no longer feel your heartache."

The snowless jar of the snow is her blood.

He quickly ran to the bed, reach out, holding her soft finger.

Then he carefully unveiled her cuffs, her white wrist, big and small scars.

They are newly cut.

The wound is laid in the wound, and some have just bonded.

Some are seepping blood before she is not dead.

No one can solve the death of his martial arts.

How many people spend many people, how many people spend it.

I can't study her in such a short period of time.

She used her own medicine to save him.

The snow is not looked at, and the brain has a moment, he suddenly can't stand it.

The chest is cracking.

I didn't even understand, why he murdered her.

It is still unable to get peace.

The bloodless blood of the snow is the same as spring water.

He coughed, reached out and died, his blood was splashed into her wrist, and the fingertips were in place.

It seems to be her injury.

The snow is not trample, and it is desperate to wipe it.

The more wipe it, the more it is.

He can't stop the speed of vomiting blood, so he is not dead.

There is no expression in the snow, only a pair of eyes have a struggle close to crazy.

He opened the mouth of the bottle in his hand, then the drug inside poured into his mouth.

The drug is clear with bloody.

I don't know what I have added, Icy temperature, rush into his deepecies, spread to him.

His body is induced by emotional pain, it is suppressed.

The happeak of life at the chest is immediately calm.

There is no trace of the snow, and the breathing is stunned, and his eyes are also awkward.

It seems that I can't believe that I can get such a calm cold.

There is no trace of snow, wiped the blood in her hand, blood on the face.

Finally, he found that the root was wipe, because she is blood.

"You shouldn't love me."

There is no trace of snow, and the expression is indifferent.

Just like the death of her death.

It seems that the man who has just been distressed because he is dying is not him.

When the snow is not trace, when he met her, it is also a rainy, she is born with abnormal pale.

Later, I saw the flower of her shoulder, and I saw her eyes on him.

He played an interest.

Because of the cause of martial arts, he is cold and cold and unusually loved to look at the appearance of others.

In order to send yourself boring and depressed life, he likes to find those child pure, but people falling in hell.

He is warm to those people and let them think that they have encountered the savior.

But when they thought that they got the greatest happiness, they were once again looked back, and they pushed them into hell.

Bai Weiwei is the first personality, with a person who is unreasonable.

She is like the poisonous flowers in the dark, the monster is open, and the charming fragrance is disguised.

But she is always a small white flower in front of him.

It is also good and lively, and it is a love for him.

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