Su Can stood in the crowd, and the men and women did not speak. After Mu Nuanyang went up the stairs and disappeared, the space that had been temporarily depressed became active again. They secretly exchanged glances with each other, whispered to each other, and rustled like the ears of wheat that had been blown over by the wind in the rice fields, as continuous as waves....
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