However, Mu Ci did not linger in the spot for long. He walked straight back to his dressing room and collapsed onto the soft sofa.
Even though he had already left, Jian An'an's muffled voice seemed to still echo in his ears, tugging at his nerves and sending wave after wave of agitation through him.
He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard, a jumble of conflicting emotions swirling inside him.
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