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Staring at the grass in his hand for half an hour, Aspen kept his expression blank, and the whole person seemed to be pressed for a pause.
Next, he threw away the grass in his hand as if he had been ironed.
"Ghost ..."!
I screamed, and I was stunned by a dog. I rushed into my bedroom with a crawl, rummaged upside down, brought my wallet out of the house, and slammed the door shut ...
In the heat of the fire, the poplar was sweating coldly. ...
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