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... let your imagination run wild. Sleep.”
Han Zhan turned off all the lights, leaving only the three shooting lights on the ceiling outside the room. That shooting light happened to shine on a precious painting that Han Zhan kept, and the entire bedroom became mysterious and quiet.
Han Zhan stared at that photo and suddenly said, “You’re not a dessert. You’re water.”
Song Ci was about to fall asleep when she heard Han Zhan’s random words. She was puzzled. Water? ...
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