The cool moonlight shines quietly, reflecting the faces of people through the vermilion sandalwood windows. The silent night alone is intoxicating. The woman in the room was writing something intently, and the time was silent. The delicate figure gradually dimmed in the candlelight, and the wisp of yellow fell quietly...
The thin figure of the woman was blurred under the weak candlelight.
"Do you remember what you said?"
"How dare I forget."
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