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... Depot Alley, in a seemingly ordinary courtyard house, an intellectual middle-aged woman stood at the door of the restaurant, yelling towards the main room.
"coming!"
The response was quiet, but gentle.
Following this voice, a well-mannered middle-aged man got up from the main room. Holding a newspaper in his hand and wearing glasses on the bridge of his nose, just looking at his image, he looks like a university professor.
Walking into the restaurant, without looking ...
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