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... his neck.
Some stupid moment was awakened, the first thing to recover was the smell, the nose was lingering with the fragrance of a grass; then the touch, his face seemed to stick to a cold, smooth silk; the next was vision. The eyes are white fabric, the blue needle thread sews a beautiful pattern densely; the last is the hearing, he heard the sound of the repair very close to his ear: "Wake up?"
Du Ze raised his head as heavy as his dream, and he was horrified to find himself bei ...
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