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... n white snow and looked particularly beautiful. Mo Xuetong’s room was warm inside. By the side were several stoves, which were filled with burning first-class smokeless coal.
It was already dusk and the snow was falling freely and slowly from the sky which made the sky and the ground all white.
Mo Lan shook off the snow on her shoulders and walked in.
Mo Xuetong lifted her head from the books and asked, “Haven’t it stopped snowing yet?”
Mo Lan smilingly nodded, “It’s stil ...
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