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... ol, and the heat waves hit, and the tender green leaves hung lazily as if lifeless.
Cicada groaned without a sound, singing the last swan song.
There was a strong smell of dust in his breath, his nasal cavity was dry, and Xiao Yueling even felt that his mouth was full of dust.
"Yueyue, do you think the weather this year is weird?"
During the break in the morning class, Class 1 of Senior Three, Xiao Yueling stood by the window and looked out at the weather w ...
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