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... Building B.
Lin Yi stood before the steps like a statue, his gaze focused on the moss in the cracks of the stairs, yet his eyes were empty, as if his soul had been hooked away.
"There really is moss, there really is moss..." He muttered the phrase over and over, lost in thought.
A gentle breeze from the mountains surrounding the campus blew by, rustling past his ears, and the sound of the Lin Ye leaves rustling was indistinguishable from the sound of waves crashing again ...
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