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Qiao Yanran spent the night in the dangerous room.

The next day.

She had washed up early and looked at the woman in the mirror, who had a face full of pockmarks and a coarse, sallow skin.

The pockmarks on his face was a sign of his fear of death.

[Qiao Qiao, it's time to move out. There are only 15 minutes left before 8 o'clock.] Little Fishball stuck her head out and reminded him