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... the dim light, mottled walls, dilapidated furniture, the small room is full of decaying atmosphere. He looked at the quilt that he was covering with. There was a layer of old putty on it, which had dyed the originally white mask into an indistinct gray and white appearance.
Complicated pictures flooded into my mind, and the tearing feeling of headache hit again. After a long time, Zhang Xiaoshan, who had calmed down, kept changing his complexion, turning blue for a while, and turning pale ...
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