"Well played."

A wry smile escaped my face as I struggled to get up and walk to the backyard.

The wind in early autumn was already bleak, and the flowers and plants planted by Si Binya in the courtyard all seemed to be frosty.

In the living room, Si Binya turned her back to me, and her lay clothes were blown by the wind.

"Little ......

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