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... , and a few spring-welcoming magpies chirped incessantly.
Yun Luo had not slept well last night due to the matters concerning Spiritual Patterns, and just when she was finally getting sleepy in the dim morning light, someone burst in through the door as if flying.
That person, without caring about the chill of early spring still lingering on their body, lightly picked her up and lifted her out of the blankets.
"Yue Jinghua, it’s you again," seeing that ostentatious mask, ...
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