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It was late at night, and the moonlight was cold yet bright, illuminating the sky filled with swirling snowflakes. Xinyu sat on her bed, watching the snow dance, feeling an overwhelming sense of desolation.

The chill crept in, and Xinyu wrapped herself tighter in the thin blanket, but it was no use. She tossed it aside, stepping barefoot onto the floor, and walked toward the window