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... the heat.
The cicadas on the trees were continuously making shrill noises without stopping, adding another layer of annoyance to the already sweltering weather. The wind Feng’er gently brushed past the treetops, bringing with it a series of rustling sounds, so soft and serene. Occasionally, the sounds of two small hounds chasing each other could be heard in the courtyard; apart from that, there was no other noise.
Both heaven and earth had fallen into a peaceful slumber…
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