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"Bi Yao, Bi Yao …"

Zhang Xiaofan held a piece of broken green cloth in his hand. It was the corner of Bi Yao's skirt.

"Wake up!"

Lu Xueqi used all her strength to shake Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, hoping that he would wake up.

But it was of no use. The current Zhang Xiaofan didn't listen to anything. He was immersed in the grief of losing Bi Yao, unable to come out