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Weakened and exhausted, he leaned heavily on Yue Bai as he walked. Even taking a breath felt difficult, let alone the energy to argue with Zhou.,Push open the door and walk in, you see Qin'er, thin and small, curled up in a brocade quilt, like a flower embroidered on top, pale without a trace.,He lowered his head, gazing at the ground. His gaze was fixed on a hairpin he wore in his hair.。