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... in a certain year, in a certain place, time was like still air..."
After the vibration, a ringtone rang...
There was no movement in the pocket.
In other words, the noise was not from Xu Mo's cell phone, but from Lin An'an.
He raised his head quietly.
Then he saw the little hand that was resting on the door handle of the closet retracted. Lin Anan's graceful figure turned around, then left the closet, walked to the clothes thrown on the ground, looked for t ...
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