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tion, and his tone was somewhat careless,

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the front of her car. Looking at the front beyond

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o'clock when

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sive, Nancy Lewis would have had a m

answer: having been married to the First Young Master of the Ma

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was no other benefit, b

y, who would

a brief hot shower, she changed into the pajamas and cr

, the phone s

a familiar number, and without mu

in, "Sister-in-law, you already divorc

ressed the power off button, and

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erlude, the sleepiness fle

sheet, and then she took out a small cardboard box from the dr

er, she lay in bed like a zombi

being emptied but also like bein

s greedy and obsessed with a thing called lo

was twenty-eight,

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next

ck rang, and prepared for going out. It was ju

he canteen for breakfast as usual. A

cy L

at there was no one around, "Senior Brother, how come I always

"It's not because it lowers, but I just get

y years old, and you still don't r

o. We didn't have dinner together yeste

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h bed of the ICU ward just had ventricular fibrillation