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... as as though the person who’d greeted him good morning was really the person he missed so much.
The feel of the handle against his palm was still real and warm, but his hands were now empty. Ding Qiuyun’s blanket was on his body, Ding Qiuyun’s leopard was at his feet, and Ding Qiuyun’s teammates were downstairs.
He stretched, then greeted his system, the only thing that belonged to him. “Good morning, Liu-laoshi.”
The sunrise didn’t appear to be all that magnificent ...
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