Last night, when Yu Ling called me, I had already noticed that she seemed to cry.
At the moment, she obviously cried again, which is quite unusual.
"It's OK. I'll talk about it later. My mood is... a little unstable." The feather spirit said.
I had to give up and didn't ask again.
Feather spirit started the car and drove the horse herders onto the busy street.
The sky was covered with thick clouds, which made people feel a little breathless.
It seems to snow again.
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