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... he rain outside was light. .
I walked out with an umbrella, passed the door, and went to the cold room.
Pushing in the door, a very fragrant smell infiltrated with the warmth in the room. It was the incense in the room. The light smoke rising from the censer slowly diffused in this quiet room, adding more. Quiet for a moment, turning his head to look, Qing Han had fallen asleep in bed, still holding a book in his hand.
I leaned the umbrella against the corner, then walked ov ...
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