New York woman woli releases tears in love hallucinations and suppresses tense and debilitating nerves in real life. Her elegant dress with a belt that balances the proportions of her round body; she clenched her needles, her hair stabbed into her skin, but her eyes were stagnant; she couldn't help but burst into tears as she stared at the sight of jewels in front of the glass window falling into the distance; the rushing stilettos and The tightly wrapped black windbreaker seemed to be swaying in the wind; the flustered and shy eyes made a sound when he squeezed the wine glass and collided lightly. Every movement, every undulation of her breathing, every blink of an eye in slow motion, she strongly felt that her full and turbulent emotions were not flowing, and were moving back and forth in her body. Music is the connection of the plot. Her emotions erupted under the impetus of the tidal wave of music, emptied the backlog of emotions in her body, and finally stood up and moved towards life in the game of breaking through herself. . .
Make a cup of tea, hold the hot glass, and maybe wait until the next time when the tea is cold.
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