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... and fog to become ash gray, like being wrapped by many layers of gauze. From the lane entrance, there was probably another two hundred or more meters, with blocks of old houses on the side and a courtyard in front. A lot of Japanese roses were planted in the old courtyard encircled by iron fence, the color unclear at night, but the fragrance of the flowers was blown around by the chilly wind.
Petals were knocked down by the stormy rain and fell into the mud.
Shen Xi was very comf ...
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