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It did not look like a box of ashes, but it was slowly fading away.

It would also not be like a handful of dust that would scatter upon contact.

This was a living person, standing right in front of him.

Song Zhenxiu tightened his grip, tightened it, tightened it again.

She was so tightly bound that her entire person was sucked into her body, unwilling to let go.

"I know it's you