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Under the moonlight, a long and delicate purple shadow stood at the mouth of the alley. Her long skirt was fluttering in the wind.

Ling Zifeng smiled faintly, "Yinyin, I know you're nearby, even though you've always refused to appear." "You also hate him for keeping things from you, don't you?"

Du Yinyin quietly looked at him with melancholy and sorrow in her jewel-like eyes. Gently, she said