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I bent down to her pale lips and blew in a breath. Tears fell from my eyes onto her pale face and slid down her cheeks. Zi Yue, Zi Yue, Zi Yue, you can't die, you can't die … My trembling hand finally reached to the end of Zi Yue's nose. A wisp of faint, delicate breath was easily caught by my fingers. "I cried tears of joy. Zi Yue, Zi Yue, Zi Yue, Zi Yue …

Zi Yue slowly woke up

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