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... s, or were fascinated by the music, and talked about the art of singing with the artist at night by candlelight.
Ye Zhixiu was three parts drunk and three parts melancholy. He refused his friend's offer and headed towards the courtyard where he lived.
"Where is Xiongtai going?"
When he was drunk, Ye Zhixiu heard the voice behind him, turned around, and saw that it was a handsome young man.
"It's time to go home, young master, is there something wrong?"
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