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It seemed these bursts of energy would never belong to her in this lifetime. Sorrow flickered through Fann Yiyi’s heart at the thought. She envied those lively people and resented them, yet she would always be sickly, like moss in a corner that could only exist in the dark, left to wither on its own. "Yiyi... Yiyi?" Fann Qingqing called to her twice. Fann Yiyi came back to herself, reached out