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But she couldn't explain why the wound had disappeared, so she couldn't tell Si Yuting either.
After ending the communication, Qu Tong contacted Wan Huai and passed the information down the line.
Si Yuting looked at the extinguished light screen, his peripheral gaze catching the glass jar beside it.
The roses without water had withered, perhaps because the flowers had not fully bloomed, the petals had not fallen, and the shape was still pretty.
He stood up, took the glass jar, and fished out the unopened note within.
The delicate and cute handwriting was as lively and adorable as she herself.
[The flowers on Luyi Star have bloomed; I can take you to see the flower sea when there's a chance.]
So... she hadn't really written much, after all.
Recalling his own nervousness and worry at the time, he couldn't help but laugh.
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