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I reached out to pull the covers, but my hand wouldn't lift. What was wrong with me I strained to open my eyes, but all I saw was darkness. I couldn't see a thing.,This flood took the lives of several people in the village, but death is not always the same. Lin Daya's parents sacrificed themselves to protect the village's property.,In the original owner's memory, there seemed to be no concept of bathing at all. His hair was all stuck together, a mess of tangled strands. Had he not washed it for years At the thought of being covered in lice, Lin Xi shuddered and wished she could just rip her entire head off.。