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... face faded with his alienation and indifference. Finally, he read something in his deep twilight. His lips shook: "You... why are you looking at me like this?"
Inkeye looked at her with deep eyes: "How should I see you?"
At least it should not be so alienated, as if it were strange, not related to him, or even a cold look with no feelings.
When the warmth of the season was stagnation, he suddenly turned his eyes to the door, and then looked back at him: "If you just woke up ...
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