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They were neither ghost nor truly flesh, he could see that. They resembled most closely the Riddle that had escaped from the diary so long ago, and he had been memory made nearly solid. Less substantial than living bodies, but much more than ghosts, they moved toward him. And on each face, there was the same loving smile.

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一时间这何通脸色难看到了极致，完全不知道该怎么办，继续动手，恐怕他只能死的更快。
微澜对上他晶亮漆黑的眼眸，恼怒：“除了会调戏，还会做什么？”