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... gile.
Gu Fei didn't know why some people thought that such an instrument was not as high as a piano. Jiang Yan stood there leaning on the table, holding the small black thin tube in his hand, which was quite strong.
The music he played sounded very cheerful, but Gu Fei could somehow hear a bit of loneliness, I don't know if it was because the instrument itself was the one who played it.
The last note resounded in the jumping fire, and slowly disappeared. Jiang Yan's hand ...
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