I don't know if it's a cold, my brain has been aching faintly today, and I'm still flustered, and I've been writing for hours over and over again, all of which are unsatisfactory scraps, which are half past eleven, and the effective word count is less than two thousand...... Don't struggle.

Gentlemen, let me sleep early today, and make up for it tomorrow.

"A Cup of Wine in the Spring Breeze of Peach and Plum" Leave Slip~ is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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