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and felt the ringing in his ears getting louder and louder, so he suddenly couldn't hear what Naomi Naomi was saying.
but even if he couldn't hear her voice, he couldn't understand her now, but when he heard masaki Naomi's voice, he Jia'an felt calm in his heart, and his whole body pain was not something that was \"mentioned in the poll.\" his attitude was unprecedentedly peaceful.
misaki and Naomi also noticed that he Jian's reaction was gradually decreasing. the road ahead was getting darker and darker, and I could hear a high-pitched echo ing from behind. Even though I was scared, with my uncle's guidance, I took it step by step. Even when I gave him instructions, he didn't say \"stop,\" so he couldn't stop.
Even if this hope leads to a dead end, now that he has no purpose, what he Jian'an said before is the only hope for him.
Step, step, step...
when! when! when!
Footsteps could be heard from the depths of the dark hallway, and the sound of empty death bells could be heard from the campus bell.
the diffused darkness still lingers like a dark fog, waiting for life to disappear.
misaki Naomi dragged the heavy he Jia'an forward step by step, but she didn't know what to say, so a hesitant smile appeared on her beautiful desperate face, \"Uncle, you. can I sing for you? Anything is fine, don. don't say anything bad about him, no matter what condition he's in. ”
what a wonderful, tall old clock!
It's a grand
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