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When Yan Qingyi woke up, it was already 7: 30 AM. At this moment, the sun had already shone through the window.
He yawned, put on his clothes, and went to the living room.
Wu Yijun hadn't slept well recently, and he hadn't slept much last night either, so he woke up early today to pack his things.
Yan Qingyi did not know whether to laugh or cry when she saw him carrying a big bag of clothes