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Sand Leakage
I was inserting the gold hairpin into my hair for the third time when the sound of tearing red silk pierced my eardrums. The bronze mirror was suddenly splashed with scarlet, and Xi Niang's head rolled down to the side of the rouge box, and the eyebrow tattoo was still in her stiff fingers.
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The Legend of Samsara Immortal
In the green rain curtain, Cheng Yan's oil-paper umbrella had a hole. The cold rain slid down the umbrella ribs, leaving dark traces on his white-washed green shirt. The left hand is protecting the bundle in his arms, and the knuckles of the right hand clenching the handle of the umbrella are turning white - the bundle is wrapped with half of a remnant inkstone picked up last night, and is now emitting abnormal heat through the burlap.
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