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Perhaps this was a false impression, but Cao Qinglang always felt like time was rushing past extremely quickly. In the past, time used to flow slowly like the calm waters of a large river. Now, however, it quickly gurgled forward like the rapid flow of a mountain stream. In fact, it felt as if he could hear the rushing water.
In just the blink of an eye, autumn had already passed and winter had already arrived. The first snow of the year started to fall, yet the snowflakes were ...
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