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The sky was clear, and the wind blew through the yard, bringing with it a faint fragrance of flowers.

Zhen Xian was exceptionally lively and adorable in her orange dress. Her hair was lightly draped behind her back, giving her a sense of elegance and maturity.

Zhen Xian was sitting on a stone bench, her face filled with helplessness. Her hair was scattered across the table