Zhuo Zhenru slowly raised her hand, her slender fingers gently brushing against the hairpin as if bidding a final farewell to a cherished memory, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
The hairpin spun once around her fingertips, but now, everything had changed.
At last, Zhuo Zhenru gently removed the hairpin, cupped it in her palm, and gazed at it for a moment before carefully placing it inside an exquisite box.
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