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... moon hung high, pale and taut like a bowstring.
In the dim room, Zhang Fan stared at the empty box in his hand, pulled out his phone casually, and dialed Li Yishan’s number.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."
A mechanical voice rang out, immediately followed by the grating, urgent busy tone.
"Hmm!?"
Zhang Fan’s eyelids drooped as he glanced at the time—it was already past eleven.
"Already asleep?"
Li Yishan has a s ...
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