Regarding the series of changes in Feng Fan's demeanor, let alone Cuiqin Xiaoxiao, who was closest to her, even Lin Qi'er, who was not particularly close to her, could clearly sense them. Needless to say, there was also Bo Hen, who had once been jealous of her and had thrown down a fierce challenge against her.
Clearly, the group was trapped in the swamp with no idea how to escape, yet Feng Fan'er radiated enthusiasm and joy every single day. Qingqing naturally knew that this behavior was actually the result of Feng Fan'er's deliberate suppression, but Xiaoxiao wondered if Feng Fan'er had suffered some sort of mental shock—perhaps, like herself, she had been scared out of her wits by that person's terrifying pressure.
She was no longer cold and aloof; this was glaringly obvious. Whether she was talking to someone or not, a smile lingered on her face. It was like a flower bud in early spring that had to blossom upon encountering the warm sunshine, a radiance she could neither suppress nor conceal. Even when she was meditating, she would often burst out laughing despite herself.
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