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Fu Xiaoqian remembered her smile. The wrinkles in the vocal cords seemed to be mixed with too much vicissitudes of life. So. Ye Shuzhen was also someone with such a story. Only she was smart. Know how to dilute the story bit by bit in the traces of time.

Ye Shuzhen asked in a reserved manner. They had chatted about Fu Xiaoqian for over twenty years. from primary school to college