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... pages of time.
In the blink of an eye, the night faded, and morning arrived.
The sky was clean and bright, sunlight streamed through the window into the room, soft and warm, silent and peaceful.
Outside the window, birds chirped softly, their calls melodic and lively.
Lin Chuan’s keyboard already produced a pleasant rhythm, the keycaps worn smooth from his touch.
Yes, Lin Chuan had already started writing.
Early in the morning, as soon as Youyou l ...
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