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... leeping on the desktop. On the computer was a densely packed professional thesis. On the table was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. The old book didn't even turn up at the corners.
Hearing the shouts outside the door, the young man moved his eyes, then slowly opened them, and a flash of clarity flashed through his beautiful peach eyes.
He straightened up naturally, put on his glasses, and said to the door: "Come here." His voice was low and lazy as if he had just woken up.
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