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Xie Shuning leaned listlessly against the window, closing her eyes against the cold wind of early spring.,Push open the door and walk in, you see Qin'er, thin and small, curled up in a brocade quilt, like a flower embroidered on top, pale without a trace.,However, Xie Shuning gripped it so tightly that her knuckles turned white, stopping it from escaping.。