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... missing.
Damp patches of water scattered around the sink. The faucet was still slightly open; water droplets were trickling out and plopping into a small pool.
If it wasn’t for the wet mess before their eyes, there would’ve been no indication that Zhang Yuan was ever there.
“Did it run away?” Horror coated Lin Yiri’s voice.
“That’s unlikely...” Lin Xiao Yan whispered.
But, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t think of any other e ...
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