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... the branches outside the window, their beads glittering and translucent like jade as they slowly fell to the ground. The unique scent of earth after a rain slowly permeated the room.
Jiang Ruan freshened up, had breakfast, and then stepped toward the window. Lu Zhu rushed into the room and after placing rose pastries and tea on the table, blinked at Jiang Ruan, and suddenly whispered, “Miss, Furen has passed away.”
Rose cake
Jiang Ruan responded with “Hmm,” and sat in a chair ...
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