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Wei Xue nodded and turned to leave. Mu Jiu sat up and walked to the bedside. He hadn't had a nightmare in a long time.,It's over, I don't want to dwell on the painful past. Lan You felt utterly dejected and slumped down beside Mu Jiu, grabbing a handful of melon seeds to shell together.,There's a saying in Beijing to describe Xiao Jun's character: his intellect is like a demon's, his appearance surpasses brocade, his bearing is noble, his movements are like clouds, his heart is like iron, and he is hard to find. If you glance back at him, all the heroes of the world would fade away.。