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  "Yes, yes!" Zhan Xiyan hastily put on her clothes and rushed out. A moment later, the private room door was opened again, and a man wearing a light gray shirt and gold-rimmed glasses walked in. "It's really rare to see you, Duan Shao, looking for a woman to accompany you here."

  "How did you get here?" Duan Tang asked faintly.

  "Happened to be drinking here, saw your men outside, so I came to find you." Qu Feizhuo walked over to the sofa and sat down, "The woman from just now left with a pale face, what's wrong, didn't she suit your taste?"

  "Hmm, it's really boring." He muttered to himself, the look of terror on that woman's face shouldn't be under those eyebrows, those eyebrows should be... should be... His brow suddenly furrowed, Duan Tong's hands pressed against his temples.

  "Does your head hurt again?" Ku Fei Zhuo hastily asked upon seeing this situation.

  Duan Tang pursed his lips, suppressing the waves of headache. Qu Fei Zhuo stood up, skillfully supporting Duan's forehead with his fingers, gently rubbing it with a slight force, "The medicine I prescribed for you, have you been taking it on time?" As Duan's attending physician, Qu naturally understood that this look meant another episode of headache had struck.

  "I forgot."

  Qu Fei let out a sigh and rubbed Mo Yao's temples for about ten minutes before asking, "Have you been having frequent headaches lately?"

  "It's still the same, occasionally it hurts a bit, but it's been much better for the past two years, not to the point where my whole head feels like it's going to explode." Duan Tang slowly opened her eyes, lowered her head, and pressed her hand on her heart. "I always feel like I've lost something, something very important... But as soon as I try to think about what exactly I've lost, my head starts hurting... really hurting..."

  "Don't think about it anymore, haven't your headaches eased up a lot over the past few years? Maybe after some more time has passed, you'll be fully recovered." said Qu Fei Zhuo thoughtfully.

  "Is that so? But don't think about it - I can't." Just because of the despair that rose from the depths of his heart, reminding him at all times how important what he had lost was. His entire body leaned against the back of the sofa, Duan Tang looked at the starry sky on the ceiling, "Fei Zhuo, do you know what despair is?"

  He raised an eyebrow and looked at his good friend with a hint of surprise.

  He suddenly let out a low, gentle laugh, with a hint of neurotic smile, which made him even more stunning and charming. "Despair is every breath, every heartbeat, it's a burden, but I just can't die because I really want to know, if I get back what I lost, something very important, will I be able to feel ultimate joy?"

  And he wanted to know what that joy felt like!

  When Chu Huan woke up, the first thing that entered his eyes was a handsome and noble face. A faint shadow fell on his face, half bright and half dark.

  So familiar, this face seems to be the one that Ting'er has been eagerly chasing after, the one that many people have been waiting for at the airport...

  Are you dreaming?

  Instinctively, she stretched out her hand and tentatively touched the face in front of her. And he, quietly gazed at her, allowing her hand to caress his face, tracing over his eyebrows, nose, and lips.

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