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Yin Yan had deep-set eyes. His upper eyelids always seemed too heavy for his lashes, half-drooping in a way that made him look perpetually tired, like someone who had long since grown disillusioned with the world. Even when he was aroused, that expression never change. Like now. His hands were bound above his head, his upper body was bare, leaning against a Roman Doric-style plaster column. A white cloth draped loosely around his waist as he imagined himself as Saint Sebastian in martyrdom. A…-
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