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When Lin Muyan woke up, it was already in the afternoon. At noon, when Bai Dongting had gently advised her to eat something, she had always covered his head with a blanket, not wanting to ignore him even for a moment. He was slightly better now, but he still felt that his body was heavy and his eyelids heavy.

Wrapped in the blanket, Lin Muyan leaned on the man's body. As she drank the porridge