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... tined to be torturous.
The night slowly falls.
Mo Chuxi sat reclined in the deck chair and administered another injection.
He felt his thoughts and emotions gradually becoming clear again, without that sort of hazy, sudden urges to let his mind wander aimlessly.
No need to splash cold water on his face to calm down anymore.
After waking from rest, he washed up and tidied himself before returning to the bedroom.
The bedroom was very quiet, as if no ...
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