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... l basin under his feet, and sat on the makeshift bed covered with a quilt. Even though he was wearing heavy clothes, he still felt the cold coming from the soles of his feet.
"In the early years in Kyoto, I heard from my father that the people in the border towns had a difficult life."
Zhang Ruyi rubbed her hands together until they turned red, which gave her a little heat. There is a foul wind flowing in the cellar, it's okay to take shelter temporarily, if it takes a day or two ...
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