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... the West District through three main streets, heading home.
When he opened the door with his key, he was greeted by darkness; the house lights were off, with only the flowing gleam from the living room’s French windows streaming in.
Almost as soon as Shi Yang stepped through the door, he was grabbed around the waist and pulled inside by Zhao Meimei, who had been lying in wait; they locked the door.
A faint scent of roses wafted through the air, refreshing and captivating. ...
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