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... swallowed, lifted the quilt gently, pulled the curtain out of bed. He sneaked around and determined that no one got out of bed.
After taking out a white Confucian skirt with orchids embroidered from the closet and changing it, bypassing the screen, ready to wash and curl. But he saw the man standing on his back, with long hair like ink, white clothes like snow, invisible, there was a faint wind, throbbing the layers of clothing, but he could not stand the worldly style that belonged to hi ...
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