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... to the grass, bright as scattered stars, and the first line of dawn pressed quietly on the horizon.
Leng Qingxue did not move for a long time. Her fingers were steady, but her breath was not. The touch she had stolen, light as frost, still burned on her lips. When Zhao Yuran’s soft footsteps retreated, when Mu Yexin’s laughter finally dispersed into the corridors, Qingxue exhaled and closed her eyes.
It had not been victory. It had been movement.
Sometimes, that was enou ...
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