[The body is hot and cold, and the brain is chaotic. 】

[Pouring a few cups of hot water is useless.] 】

[Find a way to make it up tomorrow, and if you owe it to everyone, you will remember it, and there will definitely be compensation. 】

[I'm sorry, I'm sorry. 】

Nearly halfway through the sub-hour.

The night was deep, and everything was silent.

With the passage of time, the river slowly flows forward.

In the 31st year of Zhengde, the Yuan Festival will gradually disappear in the long river of time.

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