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If it was the title of an essay, who knows how many ways it could be written about, endlessly filling the blank paper sheet called “life”. Qi Jing realised that lately, he would often daydream a lot. He was running about for his job for so many years, so when he finally got this rare chance to rest for a few months and free himself from the constant workload, his mind suddenly went completely empty, so at some point, he unknowingly developed this habit.
He especially liked to d ...
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