Real Water Has No Fragrance

About This Novel

The stars and the moon finally couldn't hold their ground and retreated, and the ever-burning lamp in the corridor was also blinking sleepy eyes. I was still leaning on the table, reading "Zhuangzi", and a ray of morning light quietly picked up a piece of manuscript paper that had fallen to the ground: "Fate can only control your yesterday, but the fate of tomorrow is in your own control..."

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