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A clean hand, holding a damp cloth, wiped away the Arabic numerals on the board. The hand was delicate and refined, with a thick palm that suggested good fortune. Its five fingers were white and tender like young bamboo shoots, their tips sharp and pointed like spring shoots carved from jade. The nails were trimmed neatly and shone with a polished sheen, rounded and cute in their rosy hue.,"There are still thirty-five days left, come on, Le Yun, climb towards the peak of your ideals!" After correcting the date, Le Yun happily put down her pen, clenched her fist, her eyes full of confidence.,Drawing her hand back, she used her left hand to pick up what she had touched before. It was a small stone, like a circle with a piece taken out of it, shaped like a semi-circle. It was mottled brown and white.。

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