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When Ming You got out of bed, the sky was already bright. She turned her head to look at herself in the hall and touched the empty bed. It was ice-cold. Still unwilling to give up, he lowered his head to sniff the familiar scent on the bed.
He sniffed around like a puppy, but he didn't smell anything familiar. After muttering to himself, he rolled up the blanket and went back to sleep
