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Chapter 26: Who is Helping Me Look in the Mirror?
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... six o’clock by the time Xue Yang got home.
As November approached, the days darkened with exceptional speed. By six, the sky was completely pitch-black, as if devoured by darkness. The north wind howled mournfully. Xue Yang pulled his clothes tighter and quickened his pace toward home.
The apartment he rented was down a small alley. Although the alley was not long, it had no streetlights. Consequently, when looking out from the apartment, a stretch of the path was particularly d ...
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