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Novel intro: After Qingming, the cities in the south were filled with a fresh, warm air. In the dawn light, a breeze gently stirred the leaves, carrying the faint fragrance of flowers and the crisp scent of grass. The sky was like a pale watercolor wash, tinted a soft blue as the sun slowly rose, bathing everything in a warm glow. Every morning, sunlight would filter through the window and fall on the money tree placed in the corner of Su Hui's living room. In the past two years, whenever Su Hui stepped out of the bedroom and saw that scene, she would always feel especially happy.
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