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... A sound of something falling echoed from the bathroom, and Mo Chuxi didn’t hesitate, striding quickly towards it.
"Swoosh—"
He reached out and slid open the glass door of the bathroom. As soon as he stepped in, he saw Yan Xinxin sitting lifelessly on the floor, like a puppet with its strings cut.
Her entire being leaned dazedly against the sink, her face pale, her gaze unfocused, and even her usually star-like sparkling eyes had lost their brilliance.
His chest sa ...
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