She came out of the school library, holding a lot of materials for writing her thesis, and got on the No. 6 Bus that she had to take home. When the bus stopped without warning, Hailan's information was scattered everywhere. The girl's face turned red and she bent down. In her panic, she seemed to have touched a hand. There was an unusual temperature in the dry air, which was warm. The girl raised her head and unexpectedly saw a pair of eyes and the information that had been sorted out, "Here, here is the book for you."
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