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When he opened his eyes, it was one minute in the morning of the second day. In the darkness, he saw a weak and bright bedside lamp. It was the only hope in the room.

Soong Qian got off the bed. Wang Chen was still lying on the sofa as usual. He had delicate features. He was motionless, and was as beautiful as a statue.

Soong Qian squatted beside Wang Chen