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Every evening when Xiao Yi returned home, he would see her sitting on the sofa with a book in hand. It could be history, geography, politics, or literature. She would quietly immerse herself in readin...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！urking in the darkness, resembling a stagnant pool of black, so eerie that it could frighten anyone."You little upstart, don't reach your hands so far! This house doesn't belong to you, and it's not y...