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Thick curtains, a dark room, a woman lying silently on the bed... Sudan Creek's breath was slightly chaotic, and it approached step by step. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, the curtains were opened, and a ray of light came in, which happened to illuminate the woman's sleeping face. Sudan Creek suddenly froze, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was a face that looked almost exactly like hers! ...

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