One was wearing sunglasses, a swelling of the face smiles for the camera man;
the other is wearing a blue shirt, looked very quiet people.
The quiet man, gave himself an unprecedented sense of familiarity.
Heard Wu Xie his past, his daughter random photos stuffed into his pocket and bounce to the naivete and ran in what is. Naivete looking at her eyes dark, and finally sighed: "reading spirit home. "
--No matter how much alike, after all, could not replace him.
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