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I rode the small black bike, swaying slowly. The bright and bright street lamp on the Xuefu Road suddenly went out in silence, and the noisy crowd suddenly stopped boiling. I saw the peddlers on the stall looking at the pedestrians on the roadside with ferocious eyes, the intimate couple who were still cuddling in the first second disappeared without a trace instantly. Their broken hearts were running around, and those wild dogs and cats began to run away like flying. A few days ago, the KTV I went to sing K’s red neon decorative lamp oozed bright red tears like blood. I was so scared that I wanted to hurry up to get back. However, the angry wind made my whole body weak. I remembered what I lost and I returned the same way, I found that a large area of my memory was about to be taken away by the wind, and I shouted heartily no, not to roll a incomplete round paper ball to the edge of my yellow tourist shoes. I grabbed it quickly, run under the dim street lamp. I opened it carefully, there were only four words on it that I was acquitted

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