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... including cold porridge and neatly cut cucumbers, none of which had been touched.
The door of the study room was unlocked, Tan Jinxue pushed it open.
The young man who was drawing something at the desk under the lamp raised his head, and something flashed in his chocolate-colored eyes, which was too fast to catch.
"I'm back." His attitude was surprisingly calm, without harsh sarcasm. Zong Zi casually pressed the things he was drawing under a stack of brand new drawing papers ...
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