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... ooked like a rose.
After a night of wind and rain, several petals of the plump and bright red flower had fallen.
Who placed it here?
A figure flashed through Wen Shu’s mind, but before she could think deeply, hurried footsteps sounded behind her.
"Ashu!"
A cold male palm gripped her shoulder.
Following the force, she turned around and her eyes met a pair of haunted deep green eyes. Holding onto Mious’ hand, she asked puzzledly, "What’s wrong?"
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