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"12356, 656566, ancient gathering path, ten miles of red makeup for whom doth she smile; 12356, 656566, slicing the moon's corner, lifting the lamp by the window filled with thoughts of his play; 12356, 6561656, the double heroines, vying and jealous, hard to satiate..." (Note: The numbers represent musical notes and can be sung.)
Inside the deluxe carriage of the high-speed train from Yuhang to Pengcheng, a clever and pretty young girl sat in a comfortable recliner, playfully swinging her little feet in deer-skin boots, smilingly watching across her, the leaning Wu Qiyi, who was absorbed in reading a book.
Compared with this girl dressed in a pink folded-sleeve top, paired with black shorts and tall socks, Wu Qiyi, whether in temperament or in cultivation, seemed much more mature and steady, a large difference from her actual age.
Seemingly having heard something through the pink-dressed girl's song, Wu Qiyi slightly closed the heavy book in her hands.