The moment these words fell, countless cold and bone-chilling winds swept through my body.

In a trance, there seemed to be countless white bones and scattered fingers against my throat, biting and scratching my skin, blood vessels, and ...... Sound.

"They don't love you."

Clutching my choking throat, I repeated:

"Although these two people look exactly the same, one is gentle and virtuous, and the other is beautiful and moving, although they are twin flowers, obviously

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