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Pea leaned against the window, her face full of excitement as she stared out the window until it became more and more desolate. Bored, she picked up the doll beside her and hugged it. She looked at the woman beside her and asked, "Mom, where are we going?"

Jiang Xiaoyue looked up.

The pea's little face was rosy, and its large eyes were very much like those of Liszt's