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... that couldn’t be dissipated before the eyes.
The scent of jasmine spread wantonly in the hot air, rich and fragrant, and even the breath in the humid air was tinged with moisture.
A bead of water meandered slowly down the glass mirror, tracing out a series of intermittent winding marks.
Although it was a soundless drop, Blake Sinclair could clearly hear the "drip" sound.
It didn’t fall to the ground, but gently plopped into the lake in his heart where she existed, ...
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