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... te space.

Their clothes hang in the same wardrobe, and their personal items are either shared or next to each other.

They cook and eat together, accompany each other during the day, and sleep together at night.

Qin Qing's exercise book has Su Zhihe's handwriting, and Su Zhihe's sofa has books Qin Qing threw away.

There is an empty room on the second floor, which is specially used to display trophies for various awards.

Also, Qin Qing also knew about the details ...

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