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After Shi Yao thanked Juice, Expert, and Tide on the WeChat group, intentionally disregarding <111111> in the midst of it, she switched her phone to silent mode and went to sleep.
She had lessons at eight in the morning, so she woke up at six-thirty.
With ample time to prepare, she didn't rush into the bathroom to wash up. Instead, she reached for her phone first.
Surprisingly, there were quite a number of notifications in her WeChat.
Who would send her so many messages in the middle of the night?
Perplexed, she tapped into WeChat and found that all of those notifications had come from the
Moving to the very top of the unread messages, the first thing that came into her view was the message sent from <111111>.
<111111>@
S-s-s-s-sorry?! Shi Yao's hands quivered so much that her phone nearly slipped past her fingers and smashed onto her face.
