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The Tongzilou in the early morning was shrouded in a thin mist, standing quietly, looking like every morning as usual, Luo Cimian looked at it for a long time, got up and went back to the house.
The room has been tidy up, and not even a single strand of hair remains after the traces of his life have been removed.
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When the clock pointed to eight o'clock, the servant aunt knocked on Shiyou's door, telling her that it was time for dinner, and asked her to go dow ...
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