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I want to become a phoenix.
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Categories: words and feelings
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Text 1: "It's late at night, what are you doing here?" In the bedspread, the man's voice came in an ungentlemanly manner. There is no light in the bedchamber, and in the haze, I only heard a light laugh coming low in my ears, breathing like orchids: "Didn't you always say that the slave girl doesn't know the heights of heaven and the depths of the earth? Then the slave girl tonight, dare to fly up to the branch of the Wei House." Candle flame popped, light and shadow, a pair of soft as boneless slender hand slow...