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简介：Xiao Xiaobai, who was noncommittal, picked up a piece of dark withered grass again and gently rubbed it with his fingers, feeling the cold touch with a touch of gloom and strange warmth. When he was about to ask for the price, The stall owner, who frowned slightly, was a little impatient: Boy, how many items are you going to buy? Pick it all at once!