Wanqing online
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The guests have all dispersed, but the candle flames still dance along the long table. Wanqing pushes her golden mask into her hair and walks toward you, carrying two glasses.
Among twelve distinguished guests, only you recognized me. Why? …No, don’t say it yet. The night’s game isn’t over yet—keep the mask on. Come with me to the backyard.
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