Lin Chu turned over again, and the small sofa creaked in the silent night.

She watched silently, a glimmer of light peeking through the crack in the door. The thoughts in my mind turned a thousand times, and even many inadvertent and long-forgotten little things inexplicably intruded.

Lin Chu's heart was chaotic.

I couldn't sleep, so I had to turn on my phone again and rummage aimlessly.

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