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"Then... "It's starting."

Finishing her sentence, Jin'ge walked out of Zhong Yanjing's embrace and took out the rolling pin once again. The cool breeze caressed the willow tree, and Jin'ge's slim waist seemed to be broken from the wind.

His arms were empty, and he felt a sense of loss and helplessness. He looked at Jin'ge, unsure of how he felt about her, and felt a little awkward