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My gaze landed on Xiao Yan's notebook, which had countless of my names on it. If there really is a ghost in this world, Xiao Yan, you are deeply in love with me. If you can stay in a certain world, how can you not come visit me?

I picked up the notebook and gently stroked the words. Little Yan, what kind of day was that, what kind of heartache did you bear