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... fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up, and then all the remaining envelopes fell out.
He buried his head in some embarrassment to pick up those envelopes. Yang Xuan's name was written in the middle of each kraft paper envelope, with handwriting of different shades and sizes, and some of them seemed to have faded due to age. Ten years is really too long.
Tang Junhe suddenly remembered the story Yang Xuan told, and thought of Xia Zhao who was sitting in the dormitory looking ...
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