Chou hour.
The lanterns in the yard had long been extinguished because the candles had burned out.
The mahjong on the table has been neatly placed in the box.
There was no open flame in the stove in the house, but the heat was still spreading slowly, so that even with the windows open, the house was still warm.
In the side room, Yao Yue stood quietly by the window, still with one hand behind her back as usual, and the other hand holding a wine jug.
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