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... oom hadn’t been used for years, the ink was somewhat intermittent. Analyzing the indentations, one could barely make out the strokes of each letter.
"Why do the eyes wither, and not the Rose?"
It was Xu Si’s handwriting.
It was just an idle question she’d written down.
She hadn’t expected a serious answer.
But as her gaze moved down, there was, unexpectedly, another line of English. It must have been written in the afternoon. The handwriting was very caref ...
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