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... ung heavy with the faint scent of reed mats and aged wood. Lin Xin squeezed out a damp cloth, his slender fingers moving with care as he wiped the low table. The summer heat clung to his skin, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, yet each motion was slow and careful as he cleaned.
At his side, Dong Hai wrestled with a small broom, nearly taller than himself. He gripped it with both hands, sweeping with solemn determination. Dust rose in little clouds, swirling in the golden shafts of ...
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