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Yin Tingxue shook her head and corrected him: "The term is 'lingering ghost'."
Chen Yi was about to get angry. After half a year without seeing her, she hadn't grown taller, but her boldness had certainly grown. Realizing this, he paused in thought. If that were the case, then could she be…?
The answer seemed to hover just at the edge of awareness.
The night deepened. The stars seemed pulled closer by the drifting snow, dimly lit and hazy. It was as if the entirety of Yin Sword Mountain had stilled, waiting for the fateful words meant to be spoken at this moment.
Faraway mountains glimmered under layers of snow.
"I think I might like you a little…" It was as though she had heard the voice of Chen Yi's heart.
The light snow seemed to land softly upon his heart.
...
"Where's the head? Where did it go?"
"Can't find it, can't find it!"
