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Xie Shuning leaned listlessly against the window, closing her eyes against the cold wind of early spring.,A cold wind, like a sharp knife, pierced into his eyes, making him forget to breathe. Suddenly, he bumped headfirst into a cold chest.,He lowered his head, gazing at the ground. His gaze was fixed on a hairpin he wore in his hair.。