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This good night is like snow falling on a pine branch.
The sound was very light and heavy, the dark green pine needles trembled suddenly, and the pure white snow almost fell into the misty rain and fog.
When the hallucinatory snow fell, He Qiao involuntarily clenched the handle of the umbrella.
The slanting raindrops quietly wet the palms.
That doesn't seem like an answer to that question, he thought.
But He Qiao didn't ask again.
The direction ...
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