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The wind is very strong late at night in winter.

The sound of wind sounded like a group of ghosts wailing outside the door and window, blocking out all the noise except the sound of wind. It seemed that except for the sound of wind and snow, the entire city was sleeping in this cold winter night.

The lights are also sleeping.

The slumber of the lamp is the burning of silence.

A slender figure was reflected under the lights in the corridor.

Scholar Li Xingyun ran around the library from east to west carrying the long-cooled soup. He even went to Xue'er, but he couldn't find Ling'er.

He didn't know where Ling'er had gone.

Ling'er was injured during the day and it was really not suitable to move around on this windy, snowy and cold night.

Li Xingyun walked following the light in the room...