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"Whoosh— Whoosh—"
A breeze caressed the light mist, rippling like waves across a vast sea, as Lin Yi heard the sound of waves by his ear.
But at that moment, the fresh air suddenly turned ice-cold, as though an icy spring attempted to invade Lin Yi's mouth and nose, sending a bone-chilling cold assaulting his senses.
Lin Yi saw thin mist flowing into the classroom like dry ice dissipating, covering the floor tiles with a layer of frost.
"Lin Yi..."
"Lin Yi."
"Lin Yi!"
He suddenly heard a faint, ethereal voice amidst the sound of the waves, ceaselessly calling his name...
He squinted his eyes, instinctively wanting to look towards the direction of the voice, yet a subconscious will suppressed his movement.
While he struggled against himself, a hand heavily landed on his shoulder.
"What are you staring at, so intently?"
Wei Liang's voice, like an axe, cleaved through the waves that enveloped Lin Yi, then swiftly yanked him out, dropping him back onto his chair.
