I have heard the story of love and killing in an organ unit.
There was a girl in her late eighties, who was very beautiful, could dance, and was the backbone of the unit's literature and art.
Before she entered the unit, she was with a boy in the unit, A, and both of them were engaged, and we called A her fiancé. Later, she also applied for the civil service examination in this unit.
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