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Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well

    

Night held the black box in one hand and gently pressed the gentleman's hat on top of his head with the other. The wind blew through the corners of his clothes, causing a faint arc in the corners of...almly in the house, calmly telling everything about that year, the huge trees outside the window were swaying with the wind, and the scattered light among the leaves fell on her eyes, sparkling.simila...