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Her eyes are purple!

Zhang Ling did not turn back as he looked at Qing Lan.

quietly stared at the door as the tears slowly gathered in the depths of his eyes.

Just as his thoughts were at their most distracted, someone knocked on the door. A clear voice swept through the door and entered, "Spirit Soul? Are you asleep? "

That was Bei La's voice.

Zhang Ling wiped his tears