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Bai Xianxian was sitting alone on the lawn. She still had some classes in the afternoon, but she was in no mood to attend them.

Heart, empty.

Fang Wenxue's weak face filled his mind.

"That child is just like you when you were young, pitiful." Just because of Fang Wenxue's words, she cried.

He wasn't sure if it was for his past self or Mu Jia Jia