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... yao couldn’t make head nor tail of it, slowly retracting her gaze as she folded the Xuan paper neatly and tucked it into her notebook before putting it away. As her eyes wandered, she caught sight of a brand-new book on architecture placed next to the pen holder.
Every time Father returned from a business trip, come rain or shine, he would buy her a book and inscribe a personal message on the first page.
Opening the cover, the inscription on this time’s title page read,
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