In the middle of summer, when the sun was scorching, Yuchen stopped writing and looked at the sky. The dazzling sunlight shone on her face, making her unable to open her eyes. Lowering her head, she caught a glimpse of the cup of bitter tea. She took a small sip, and the bitter taste immediately filled her mouth. Savor it carefully, and the smooth fragrance will penetrate your throat.
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