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Sadness seemed to seep into the air, filling the space with a heavy, suffocating atmosphere. Every corner, every inch of the room, from the nooks and crannies to where they stood, was saturated with an overwhelming sense of sorrow.
Yunjie, feeling helpless, gently placed his hand on Weier's head, softly stroking her hair in hopes of easing her emotions. Yet, his gaze remained fixed on Xueling
