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She wore a creamy white snowflake tweed coat, a rose wool scarf, pulled out a pair of wine cup-heeled short-waisted boots from the shoe cabinet, then grabbed the lemon-colored Kun bag on the table, and left the house resolutely. She didn't take a car and walked towards the countryside on foot. Walking alone through the green grassy beach, there were large farms nearby. The sound of erhu from Xipi's flowing water could be heard from some farmhouses. There were window grilles with magpies on the windows. The chirping of crickets could be heard in the fields. She suddenly felt that the old locust trees, birds, and mountains she passed by at this moment were all her last relatives.
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