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... th fallen leaves swirling around Lin Li, clinging to the silvery moonlight.
In the wind lingers the scent of someone’s hair, a touch of citrus.
First, exclude Ding Sihan.
Bang bang bang, the street vendor selling wontons approached, tapping his sticks.
This kind of silent midnight peddling through the streets was a common sight in Xiling.
Lin Li turned his head and exchanged a glance with Ding Sihan, before both tacitly returning their gaze forward.
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