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... otuses, green leaves covering the water, lotus flowers standing gracefully.
In the courtyard where Fuyao Inn is located, a few ancient pines, with red branches and green leaves, stand tall and lush, adorned with pale yellow pine flowers.
A gentle breeze blows, swaying the lotus leaves and lifting a few strands of hair from Xiao Yinruo’s forehead.
Sitting under the shade of the ancient trees cooling off, she listens to the cicadas chirping in the distance and looks at Zhu ...
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