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The snowflakes were like willow catkins dancing in the winter wind. Huangfu Yu's lips curled up into a charming yet gentle smile. Such a lonely scenery, it was almost impossible to see her beauty.

The bus drove slowly down the country road, bringing with it a beautiful scenery.

Little by little, he wrote about Huangfu Yu's life...

The VIP ward was very quiet. Even in the corridor outside