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Outside, the rain grew heavier. A leak in the roof allowed water to drip down. One droplet landed right on Qin Sang’s shoulder.
Mute Girl hurriedly reached out to shield him from the leak, helped him shift to a drier spot, then took a charred piece of wood from the fire pit and wrote on the ground. "When you first saw me, there was no disgust in your eyes."
Then, she looked up at Qin Sang. Under the firelight, her gaze shone with a clear and striking brightness.
Qin Sang watched as Mute Girl wrote. Her calligraphy was delicate and refined. Her grandmother had taught her how to read when she was still alive, and afterward, Mute Girl had often practiced alone in her spare time to keep her company in memory.
Qin Sang had never studied the language of this region, yet he recognized every character. It was identical to the written script used in the Small...
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