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... te from clutching the bed sheet, and the veins on her forehead were faintly discernible.
The hazy sliver of light peeking out through the curtains told Si Huang that it was early morning. Her black pupils were obstructed by her dark, sweaty locks. A deep, coarse wheeze emanated from her throat like a struggling, cornered beast's sound.
"Hah-hah... He he he he he..." Suddenly, her rough gasps turned into laughter. This laughter could have sounded joyful, but combined with Si Huang ...
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