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... returned to the bedroom on the second floor, trembling.

The familiar place made her feel a little warm.

She was extremely tired and afraid.

She lifted a corner of the blanket and got into it.

The sun was shining brightly outside. She hid in the room with the window closed and wrapped herself tightly.

After a long time, she fell asleep.

——

When Ning Qing woke up, the sky was already dark.

Her mind was in a daze as she got out of bed ...

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