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Slight Chill would call Huo Subai every night. If he was not there, Mi Xia would stay with her at the Jingwan.

The two of them chatted just to hear each other's voices and ask what they had done today.

Slight Chill laid on the bed. "When are you coming back?"

"Saturday." His voice was low and deep.

Slight Chill slightly frowned. She guessed that Huo Subai had forgotten his own birthday