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Ring, ring, ring.

Lin Ange's cell phone rang.

She was shocked and wondered if it was Lu Yiyao. He stood up too quickly and felt a bit dizzy. It was pitch black in front of his eyes. He could not see anything.

He blinked and waited for the darkness to fade away before he walked into the house.

He took the phone and looked at it.

Gong Nanling?

The one who called was not Lu Yiyao