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... ange and red twilight. Unconsciously, dusk had fallen, and a gentle evening breeze brought a touch of coolness, rustling the leaves.
In Lin Chuan's small rented room, the tightly drawn curtains allowed the golden glow of sunset to peek through, casting a pale yellow light that draped over Lin Chuan and the Little Landlady, as if accompanying a primordial hum.
"Xinxin, we haven't eaten all day."
"Okay, then let's have dinner first."
"First?"
"We'll eat dinn ...
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