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... imagination instantly ran wild with a million-word fanfiction:
’In the dead of night, a cold, impossibly handsome man silently takes a fried pastry from his pocket. He turns it over and over in his hands, but his mind is filled with the delicate and beautiful face of a young girl...’
Just then, Wei Heng came over and asked Zhou Qian, "How far is the nearest safety camp from here?"
He had just been to the bottom of the pit. He could probably lift the as-yet-unidentified ob ...
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