C503 He Disappeared from Where He Was

"You..." Lin Qingyao was at a loss for words. Hsu Fann had been in this state for a full week, seven days and nights without change.

She felt a sudden, almost overwhelming impulse to bang her head against the wall.

Just then, a purple butterfly, satiated with the gas it had been inhaling, settled on Lin Qingyao's hair, becoming a quiet adornment on her hairpin.

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