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Zhu Xi is too weak. It was as if the wind was blowing away, causing Yang Ping's heart to ache.

"Is that you?"

A weak voice sounded. Zhu Xi extended her hand and stroked his face. She felt a faint warmth and revealed a relieved smile. She said, "It really is you. I thought that I would never see you again in this lifetime."

Yang Ping held Zhu Xi's hand and said with deep affection