My one by one is deleted. What is what I do not know I need, but what is what I know I do not need. His bosom, the directional christmas that is happiness that day at night, I dialed the telephone with cold gram eventually. I am sobbing slowly in his sound, do not talk. He also does not talk. Next he says: Be worth you to cry without the person, that is worth the person that you cry, not be willing to part with or use you weep. New Year when, overcome Leng Laishen Zhen to see me. Be a late night, he gives me the telephone call, say his someplace is awaited.

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