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Wen Yunchu panicked and tried to reach out to grab Tang Xiao, but she nimbly dodged. Her fingers only brushed a few strands of her soft hair, leaving no trace behind.
Suddenly, Wen Yunchu loosened his fingers. The bouquet of roses that he had carefully picked fell to the ground. A strange light flashed in his eyes. His thin lips were pressed into a sharp straight line
