Kong Yihan rested her head against the gravestone, her slender fingers slowly brushing over it, like a long-awaited caress for someone she loved. A thousand unspeakable feelings seemed to coil in her heart. Pain, hatred, longing... "Even if I'm left all alone, you still won't feel guilty. Why leave me here to suffer in this world by myself?"
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