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The toilet was clean and quiet.

In front of the bright mirror, Huo Zhi rearranged her tousled long hair and looked down at the black tendons on her wrist. She casually tied it up and put it behind her head, pulling up a small bun.

Huo Zhi stared blankly into the dressing mirror. Behind her, there was a series of footsteps from the door. It must be the toilet. The next step should be to wash up