PREVIEW
... early in the morning and saw the door of the artist’s lounge open a crack from afar, feeling a sense of reassurance.
She quickly walked over and pushed the door open, seeing the figure she hadn’t seen for several days. At the moment, she was sitting on the sofa beside the window, sipping tea and flipping through the script she had casually left on the side of the coffee table last night as she left.
The aroma of tea lingered in the air, adding a touch of elegance to the relativel ...
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