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Xia Xue. Her name was beautiful, just like her name. Her face was full of happiness and liveliness. She was a beauty, a true beauty.

It was hard to understand why she would install a brain that was naturally hooked by a door, a pure thinker. What did that mean? Simply put, it meant that she couldn't speak, and the coordination between her mouth and head would never match.

They were neighbors