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h of insight in her eyes, and then cried out with a sudden, earth-shattering bellow."Bleeding... sniffle... Rong Ling... out... bleeding... hand... bleeding..."She cried, tears streaming down her face...tick, fluttering like butterfly wings. They fluttered several times before finally, he heard a response."Hmm." Just one word, so light and shy, like a gentle whisper, yet it almost made him swoon!The...