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At night, Meng Xinghe lay on his bed and thought back to the events of the day. He felt relaxed, sad, angry and then unable to hold back his smile.

The war had made him happy, but that was all.

But what Soong Xijiao brought him was a feeling that was far richer than being carefree. She could easily arouse his anger, and at the same time, let him get rid of it in an instant