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... heavy.
Lin Wan Yi stood by the crib.
Moonlight like a thin layer of frost, scattered on the ground of metal parts.
Gears, hairsprings, springs, pointers...
Every piece sparkled with a cold light.
That was Professor Liu’s treasured pocket watch.
An antique that in this era could trade for a courtyard house in Beijing.
Now, it has become a pile of scrap metal.
Lin Wan Yi held her forehead.
Her temples throbbed.
The ins ...
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