In stark contrast to Song Ziyun’s agitation, Ruyi walked toward her with a calm expression, as if approaching a complete stranger.
"You’re looking for me? What is it you want to say? Go ahead, speak; I need to get back for dinner."
Song Ziyun’s hands trembled as she handed over a bag. "Ruyi, I know you like white dresses, so I bought you one when I got out. There are apples, too—your favorite."
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