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It was a whole piece of fabric hanging from her foot, flapping in the cold wind. There was nothing underneath it.,Just when Lin Haoran was about to give up, the door darkened and a woman in a robe walked in. Then the woman turned around without hesitation, and her loud voice rang out outside.,The swallowgrass is emerald green, and the wild mulberry branches are low and green. When you think of your return date, it's when I feel heartbroken. Spring wind doesn't know us, so why do we keep our curtains drawn。