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... curtain of the eaves of his bed, squinting his eyes, and glanced at the bright white light outside the window fan.
That kind of light is completely different from the golden morning light of the past, showing coldness. Han Yun rubbed his eyes twice and looked back at Fu Yuan on the bed. Seeing that his breathing was stable, he went down the bed lightly, took his toothbrush and cup barefoot, and pulled out the latch to go out.
As soon as he pushed open the door, the wind and snow ru ...
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