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Bai Liyuv pressed her lips together slightly, letting the bitterness in her heart surge. Suddenly, a warm sensation spread through her cold palm—it was Yinn Wufang's hand, firmly holding her fingertips. Somehow, even though his body temperature wasn't higher than hers, it made her feel a comforting warmth she was reluctant to let go of.

"Liyuv, it's okay now, it's okay..