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... ting on the small blackboard.
Her handwriting was beautiful, just like Lu Qingfeng’s, clearly practiced.
"Regretting meeting so late, resenting the swift departure. The willow threads are long, hard to tie the jade horse, hating not to hang the oblique sunlight in the sparse forest. The horse saunters on, the carriage follows swiftly, yet they announce the retreat from Acacia Bird, parting ways too soon with the unfinished riddle..."
Initially, she had written quickly, bu ...
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