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... o make out. Between the cracks of stones, wormwood of varying heights grew vigorously among dried-up yellow weeds.

The sunlight of early morning passed through the thriving wormwood, landing on Lin Xi’s body, the mottled radiance and shadows giving the rather lazy faced, handsome, seventeen or eighteen year old youth a misconception of wisdom.

On the other side of him stood a delicate and pretty looking young lady who was a few years younger than him, her hair styled in a twin-ta ...

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

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