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... er own pillow... her own face, pale, stiff, like a corpse.
A scream of terror instantly pierced through the entire girls’ dormitory.
Wang Yunxiao stood by the windowsill, gazing at the murky sky outside.
It was light.
May 15, open door.
With Chen Yan’s illness fully recovered, Youtiao had also brought the other brothers back from the Special Service Bureau, or rather, it wouldn’t be wrong to say they were driven back.
Only Wormwood was still lying ...
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