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... t, having slipped through the curtains stirred by the breeze, lay upon the rusted and yellowing clock.
The minute hand moved ceaselessly, its ticking sound lingering, until it leisurely reached the upper right position.
Ke Mingye’s eyelids twitched slightly, as if his biological clock had punctually triggered.
He first took a deep breath, then sat up, reached out to rub the Tianming Acupoint, and finally slowly lifted his swollen eyes to open them.
Ke Mingye had a ...
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