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... his own photograph. He walked towards his bed and lied down just like that without even changing his clothes. His legs were hanging to the bed's corner and his feets were touching to the soft light brown carpet on the floor. He was staring at the ceiling. He just thought of something and sniffed his sleeves and said, "Still allergic to smoke?" He closed his eyes and kept lying on a bed with a pleasant smile on his face.


That day after making their promises and taking lots of pictures w ...

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