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... forgetting what day it was.
She sat on the bed, holding the blanket around her, and looked around in a daze.
The room was completely darkened by the thick curtains, with not a sliver of light to be seen. The air conditioner hummed softly, blowing out cold air, making the bedroom with its black and white minimalist design seem utterly vast.
Suddenly, Wen Qiao felt a wave of grievance surge within her, as if she had been abandoned.
But no sooner had this feeling sur ...
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