When the little maid stepped into the room, what followed was his familiar scent. After being stunned for a moment, she felt uncontrollably and wanted to cry. She had been waiting for him for so long, and he finally came to her. She stood up, her invisible eyes so bright, and she asked happily and softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing a dream: "Is it you? It's you who's here, right?"
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