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... ng from the room beside hers.
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the roof beams for a long time before she remembered she was at the ancestral house.
A musty smell came from her quilt. She frowned and got up to put on her clothes.
She put her clothes on properly. Ever since she was four years old, she had been able to put her clothes on herself – it was braiding her hair that she had quite a problem with. No matter how she braided it, she always felt that her mothe ...
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