2 ： A Lea Troug Time

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    Thebookstorewasjustassherememberedit，acozyhavenfilledwiththefstofoldbooks.Shewahroughtheaisles，herfingersgrazingthespihevolumesasshemadeherwaytothesewhereshehadfoundtheaome.Tohersurprise，thebookwasgone.

    ＂Lookingforsomethingspecific?＂afamiliarvoiceasked.

    SukieturoseeHanFenglingstandingthere，holdingtheverybookshehadbeenseargfor.Hissmilewaswarm，andhiseyesseemedtosparklewithhiddenknowledge.

    ＂You，reback，＂shesaid，herheartflutteringatthesightofhim.

    ＂Ihadafeelingyoumightreturn，＂hereplied，handihebook.＂Isavedthisforyou.＂

    Sukietookthebook，feelingastrangesenseofdéjàvuasshehelditinherhands.＂Than