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... in soft blue lighting, as if blessed by the gods.
His perfect profile was like a sculpture crafted by God’s own hands, blooming in solitude in an unnoticed corner.
He held a phone in his slender hands, his focused gaze fixed on the screen, seemingly engrossed in something important.
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Chu Xinran was mesmerized, her breath slowing as she wondered if she was imagining Fang Zhou because she missed him so much.
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