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平常对食很有兴趣的他没有应声而立,只是低沉说出难以分别的语言,连本小姐也无法理解。<=''/index''css=''cht''style='':#:5;''>5>
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「有重要事找你,快起来。」<=''/index''css=''cht''style='':#:5;''>41Y>
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萤幕上只有简短的几只字:「RIP、林源治、(2009-)、此人己Si有事烧纸。」<=''/index''css=''cht''style='':#:5;''>>
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