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... erly silent, Qiao Bowen widened his eyes, staring at the ceiling, and after a long time, he sighed heavily.
"I haven’t dreamed of you for so many years, I’ve almost forgotten your appearance, until I saw her, your face became clear again in my memory..."
"I’m sorry..."
He tightly gripped the hairpin, letting its sharp edges pierce into his palm, and closed his eyes.
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Yun Ya returned to the room, took a shower, and came out drying her damp hair.
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