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... ickly. He opened his eyes and looked at the small bedroom that was basically the same as when he fell asleep last night. Guan Dounan sighed, not knowing whether "confirming this is the second day of crossing" is a good thing or a bad thing.
Sitting up from the bed, he habitually reached out to the pillow to touch the phone, but it was empty. He smoothed out his messy hair, and Guan Dounan glanced out. The time is now around 7:30 in the morning. There are already twos and threes of office ...
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