The Slap That Passed for a Celebration

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Straddling the line between life and death, the fear in my heart surged violently, especially that endlessly repeating ghostly mantra of “cold,” which kept plucking at my heartstrings, making me feel waves of icy chill eroding my body. I waved my hands, trying to push away the ghost before me, but the blood from my two fingertips had already run dry. What little remained couldn’t harm it at all. No matter how frantically I swung my arms, I couldn’t touch it. Instead, its grip on my throat tightened relentlessly. “Li Chu Yi, what… what are you doing?!” Xu Ruo Hui watched from behind the glass as I was mysteriously flung to the floor and now lay at the stair landing, waving my arms inexplicably. Naturally, she was utterly bewildered. I looked at Xu Ruo Hui, desperately waving at her, sign

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