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C115 Depression

"No, no, no..." Zhang Huan stood up with a bang and her nails landed on the nail. She did not even look at the money that she lost and rushed out with her bag.

Central Park.

It's so cold...

Zhuang Qiu curled up under the tree. Her body was in pain and incomparable pain. She was clearly not injured but she felt that there was a knife cutting her skin inch by inch.

When Zhang Huan ran over

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