The sky was gray, as if it were dawn, and it seemed like dusk. Qing Huan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the cold sky outside, stunned for a long time.

It seems to have returned to the morning when she first arrived in this world, Qingxi saw her surprised when she got up, and looked at it herself...

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