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... from the bustling city, with barely any noise around. The dimly lit street lights were hiding in the spruce trees, casting down their shadows.
The autumn air in the capital was dry and dusty. When the wind kicked up, fog would fill the sky, as if a layer of ash sprinkled down. The later the night, the colder it became.
Song Fengwan leaned against the back seat.?Why are those two here? If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come.
“Miss Song, we’re here,” Qian Jiang reminded. ...
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