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... void of cicada song.
Pei Yan’s silhouette was starkly cold as he stood ramrod straight under the streetlamp, allowing the girl to clutch him tightly.
His hands were tucked in his pockets, his lips tightly pursed.
Only the pair of dark, somber eyes beneath the brim of his hat simmered with suppressed desire, like magma buried in a volcano, on the verge of eruption.
The girl had tears glistening at the corners of her eyes; a muffled thunderclap tore through the cano ...
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