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... w. Then, she looked at the portrait of the bridge of helplessness that he drew which was hanging from afar on the wall. The longing in her heart grew stronger.
It seemed like she had never drawn Mo Bai before. She misses him, so she started to draw a portrait of him.
With this thought in mind, Feng Tianlan immediately sat up straight. She started to ground the ink, then spread open the rice paper, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, looked at the blank rice paper, and thou ...
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