"How could I... have cried?"
Kǒng Yǎotiāo muttered to herself, the unspeakable pain in her heart growing more and more intense, as if it were about to tear her apart. She dropped to her knees, clutching her chest tightly as tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.
"Lěng Yè... why?" she cried out, her heart filled with confusion and despair. Clearly, she had never even met this person before, so why did she feel such overwhelming sorrow for his plight?
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