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... ed into the room.
When I entered the room, I saw A Dao sitting in the corner of the room with a sullen face. Because of his height, only sitting on the ground did not appear to be overcrowded.
There was a cloudy cedar needle in his mouth, swallowing the clouds and misting, and there was no sorrow or loneliness in his mood, but he used to sit here, looking out the window at sunrise and sunset.
Put the box on the table to open it, and hear the sound of the box disassembly. A g ...
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