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... he woke up and looked out the window to see a vast expanse of white snow.

Unknowingly, the snow had started in the middle of the night. It was indeed the depths of winter, and the temperature had dropped significantly. No wonder he had felt exceptionally cold in the middle of the night. He tightened his clothes, unfazed by the chill, and went out with his tea mug to wash up. He was the first one up in the courtyard, and there was no one else around. Humming a tune while brushing his tee ...

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