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... he heavy mahjong table was still basking in the sun on the villa's terrace, but the players were nowhere to be seen.
In the yard, the hammock suspended between two chestnut trees swayed gently, with shadows of the leaves falling into it, and the person in the hammock was awake.
"Good thing it's not autumn," Dubian Che thought to himself.
Otherwise, along with the sunlight and the shade, there would be ripe chestnuts falling into it too, the kind with spiky shells.
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