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In the third month of spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom, warmth can be felt. Yet, the wind that blows in our face still carries a bone-chilling coldness. A sudden and heavy cough wracks my body, each gasp for air almost costing me all my strength.,If he didn't care about face, he would probably just barge in with a knife and kill him.,However, at this moment, thinking of Zhener, her steps grew faster and faster, she ran like the wind, her cloak trailed behind her, her hair flying in the wind, her shoes almost coming off.。