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This night was destined to be uneasy. Tong Qing lay in Fu Chijing's arms, still unable to sleep. In the end, Fu Chijing pulled her up, and the two of them stayed in the studio all night. Her mind was in turmoil, and she did not paint well, but at least she made it through the night in a daze. When the sky began to lighten, Fu Chijing received a call from the hospital