Black can't be white, white can't be black...

Xu Yueban, who woke up, kept this sentence lingering in his mind for a long time.

Why... I'll dream about it...

Wiping the cold sweat from his head, he looked at the night outside the window and fell into deep thought.

Brother Ximing, you're not dead, right, Xiaoyue will definitely find you and ask about the past.

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