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... his cheek.

“Brother, what are you thinking about?”

There was a small, cold, pure white hand.

He thought it was a surprise.

A hand that touched both of his cheeks.

The boy looked at him in disbelief.

His lips opened.

“Are you Magnolia?”

“Who else could be in these rugged mountains besides me?”

Then, from behind his back to in front of his eyes.

A face as bright as a magnolia revealing itself.

...

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