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He looked up at the gray sky in confusion.
Today’s weather was like her heart, dead.
She moved her body and went out to the bathroom to wash up.
It’s still very early to go to work, Yingluo.
In the mirror, there was a small, ashen face without a trace of blood. His eyes were empty and dull, and the dark circles under his eyes were exaggerated. He looked so dispirited as if he had been seriously ill. He was extrely Haggard! She was like a puppet without a soul.
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