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There was no sleep under the lamp, and the paper was still blank.

Moxuan put down the pen in his hand. If he wasn't there, he wouldn't be able to draw that feeling. With every frown and smile, those intelligent eyes could not be described with any other colors.

"Jiu'er, what are you looking like now? I haven't changed at all. Do you remember me? "Jiu'er