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The moonlight shone through the window onto Long Yetian's face. His face was cold and anxious. His brows were locked tightly together as he recalled the phone call he received at school.

Memories.

Xuanxuan was happy to be in his new dorm room. He could roll on the soft sofa by himself and look at his dad, who was on the phone, with his hands under his chin.

"Hey …"

"It's me, Xiao Ce