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... also regarded you as a lifeline, a warm straw in my existence.
I cling to you, treating this attachment as a form of dependence and a means of survival, to the point where even I hadn’t realized it.
In this affection, I am weak and powerless, even hoping you would come to rescue me."
Yin Baishuang lowered her gaze briefly, and when she lifted her eyes again, the misty color was still present, but her face appeared more serene and clear, her bright eyes seemingly carrying ...
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