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... had to console another jealous soul every day at work.
The fine strands of rain were blown askew by the wind, leaving numerous disordered threads on the windshield, even the air was damp and moist, not only with the fishy smell of rain but also with the fresh and dense aroma of grass and soil.
Su Zhiruan was dressed lightly; she had thought it wouldn’t rain today and hadn’t even worn a coat, but now, wrapped in Zhou Mingyu’s jacket, the warm scent of sandalwood filled her nostril ...
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