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... ou talk so seriously about such a joke, it makes me especially want to..."
"In my past life, I died at thirty-three."
"..."
In the pitch-black tent, with the coolness from the mountaintop, Wen Nian was close to her, separated by two sets of military uniforms, one from the M country’s rebel army and one from the M country’s government army.
The dark green and the blue-black clashed, both swallowed by the night.
Their gazes met, the brightness in their pupil ...
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