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He told her about his past, one by one, all the way to high school, and then he stopped.

No, he really didn't have the courage to say it.

He closed his eyes and lowered his head to kiss the woman's eyes.

There was the breath of unripe fruit in each other's breath, the sound of one or two tenacious insects in each other's ears, and the strong wine of the sorghum