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... as that ‘he’ was like.
Ji Nuan’s hand pressed against his chest, and her heart beat wildly. In a trance, she seemed to be immersed in that dream.
In that dream, the man who suddenly rushed in at the moment she fell down while bleeding from her mouth was not much different from him now, except that his hair was shorter. It seemed that ten years had left no trace on his body.
She couldn’t see his expression in her dream, just as she could not touch him in those ten ye ...
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