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Wen Jiu had a good night of sleep. When he woke up, it was already the next morning.
It had been snowing outside, and the wind was rustling the dead leaves.
She kicked away the blanket and stretched lazily, but before she could open her eyes, she shouted: "Jin Er."
His five fingers seemed to be entangled by something heavy, and he was unable to lift them up.
Wen Jiu frowned slightly
