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Chapter seventy-two.

"That's not necessarily true. Let's compete someday." Ling Yifeng said unconvinced.

"You go to bed first, you are tired too" Xi Ziyuan said after a long time.

"You should also take a rest. There are still several hours until dawn. Good night." After saying that, Ling Yifeng walked out of Xi Ziyuan's room.

Ling Yifeng wondered whether Xi Ziyuan would understand the code word, "Good night. I love you. I love you."

After Ling Yifeng left, Xi Ziyuan walked to the window, opened the window, and came to the balcony. The night wind gently blew over Xi Ziyuan's cheek, and the bright moonlight shone on Yuanyuan's face. Xi Ziyuan sat down

Sitting on the chair on the balcony, quietly looking at the night sky.

The sky is densely covered with stars. In the gray sky, the round moon hangs high in the night sky, which looks particularly beautiful.

Xi Ziyuan just looked at it like this, thinking of her brother, Han Lengqian. Han Lengqian lived in the room next to Xi Ziyuan's. As if there was a connection between the brother and sister, Han Lengqian also came to the balcony.

Han Lengqian saw Xi Ziyuan at a glance, but Xi Ziyuan did not notice the person next to her.

"Are you awake?" Han Lengqian asked in an idiotic manner. Isn't this nonsense? Everyone is here. Is it possible that he is still sleepwalking?

Only then did Xi Ziyuan notice Han Lengqian beside her, "Yes." She responded softly and continued to look at the moon.

Han Lengqian looked at Xi Ziyuan and couldn't help but think of his sister. When she was a child, her favorite was rainy days and watching the moon in the middle of the night.

"It's very cold here. You just woke up. Go back and rest to avoid catching a cold," Han Lengqian said softly.

"Well, since it's cold, you should go back and rest to avoid catching a cold." Xi Ziyuan's tone was full of concern.

Han Lengqian was stunned for a moment, then responded and went back.

Xi Ziyuan also came to the room and lay on the bed, unable to close her eyes for a long time. Her hand once again involuntarily touched the lavender on her arm. The hatred in her eyes seemed even more cold and terrifying in the dark night.

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