"I can't die."
Arthur Yan said this and allowed the young man to ruffle his deliberately tended hair when he turned his head.
Jasper Ming didn't realize this little indulgence, and suddenly became full of curiosity about this person's past:
"You asked me, what about you?"
The person in his arms still spoke in such a calm tone, like clouds and smoke:
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