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... e fell into the water while visiting the garden, it was because he was caught off guard and the water was too cold, so he got a cramp in his legs and couldn't move.

His body was as hot as burning coal, and the river water was especially cold at night. It was a little relieved when he first fell into the river, but after floating along the river for a while, the scorching heat burned all over his body again.

The instantaneous alternation of extreme ...

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