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在这座古老小镇的街角，一缕轻烟缓缓升起。夜色渐深，所有的灯光都低垂着，只余下那盏玉笙在微风中轻轻摇曳，发出若有若无的铃声。
“是谁在演奏这如此动人的曲子？”
一个清脆的声音打破了夜的寂静，紧接着，一支优美的琴韵飘入耳际。琴声婉约，似有若无地勾勒出一种难以言喻的美，让人不自觉地屏住呼吸。
女子站在街角，裙摆微微扬起，露出一抹优雅的微笑。她的容貌如月光般清丽，眉眼之间流露着与生俱来的气质。当她轻声哼唱起这支曲子时，整个小镇仿佛都 poisoned了。
“快看那边，不知为何如此吸引人！”
一个醉醺醺的男人跌跌撞撞地走向那盏玉笙。他的动作笨拙却不失风情，最终停驻在女子身边。他张开嘴想说什么，却发现对方已经轻声应和起来。
她的声音清脆悦耳，与他的粗犷声调相得益彰。渐渐地，周围的空气仿佛都被这和谐的琴韵所浸染，连酒气都变得不那么浓烈了。
“这是哪来的奇珍美馔？”
一个老妇人颤巍巍地走过来，她的眼中闪烁着好奇的光芒。玉笙一晃，声音更加动听了起来。
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“这是…这是…”
男子终于开口了，他的声音低沉而含蓄：”这…这是我送给她的礼物。”
女子转过头， see him look so sincere. Her smile became deeper, as though the world itself seemed to melt away.
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The air around them filled with an unexpected warmth, as if a thousand hearts were being touched at once.
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The town was filled with an air of unease, as if the very essence of fear had been written into every blade of grass.
