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My body is so weak that I can hardly walk...

I definitely have never been here before, otherwise, I would certainly remember."

Looking at the lush forests and bamboo, the falling blossoms, and the scene of thatched cottages and small bridges over streams.

Zhou Ping’an felt a sense of calm within his soul.

Not far away, a few little girls with braided pigtails were kicking shuttlecocks around.

Their giggling laughter entered his ears, sounding very ...

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