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He wore a simple casual shirt, his posture upright, yet inexplicably carrying an indescribable tension and loneliness.
His gaze was fixed directly on Holly Crowe.
The air seemed to solidify at that moment.
The osmanthus fragrance was still rich, but the silent stare between them gave the scent a faint sour taste.
Holly finally understood the noises from next door these past two days and the two unexpected falling flowerpots and vases just now.
It ...
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