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... im with his chest in his left hand, holding his hair fiercely, his right hand slowly raised, and placed it gently on his mask.
"... No! Keke, don't!" The scholar's mask suddenly made a sound of swill. He seemed to be sweating, and the water was flowing along his neck. No, that's not sweat, no one can sweat so much.
It was as if a faucet had been opened, and the clear water flowed out of the mask endlessly, hitting the ground with a bang, and soon merged into a small puddle.
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