"Xiaoyi? Xiaoyi! Are you awake, Xiao Yi?"

He Danggui's eyelashes quivered. She wanted to open her eyes but she failed. Her left fingers curled up and she felt the warm and soft texture of the cloths in her hand. A familiar voice sounded beside her ears, some sweet fragrance of fruit was smelled, and there was a soft palm on her forehead. They made her rest assured immediately so she sighed and fell asleep again. Everything was good in her dream.

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