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... he first day of August, in the bustling train station, Dubian Che lifted his wrist and glanced at the mechanically aesthetic face of his watch.
Lowering his arm, he slipped both hands into his pockets and focused his gaze intently on the ticket gate.
The glances from tourists passing by, originally searching for friends and relatives or taking in the sights of a foreign country, seemed to gravitate toward him as if pulled by a force.
His fair, handsome face and long legs ...
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