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... right, and she suddenly froze.
In the single sofa, Ye Yang was leaning back, asleep with his eyes closed.
At that moment, Song Jiaqi felt as if something had struck her heart, a feeling hard to describe spreading within.
There was still a glass of water on the small table beside the bed. She picked it up to take a sip but found that condensation was still on the glass, and the water was warm.
She was startled.
Raising her head again to look at Ye Yang, she ...
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