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"The past..."
"My past self?" Chen Xinmi, lying on the ground, struggled to lift her head and stared blankly at the person in front of her who looked almost exactly like herself, only appearing in the memories within the mirror.
"Ah~" Miao Miao, somewhat anxiously, raised her hands to cover Lin An's eyes, "Don't look at me!"
She glanced at Lin An's bare form, exclaimed in shock, and sneakily looked away, her face flushing, "You should hurry up and find some clothes too!"
Only then did Lin An realize that his clothes had been cut open by Chen Xinmi to extract his heart, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Chen Xinmi.
His heart, at this moment, was still inside Chen Xinmi's chest!
Chen Xinmi on the ground frowned at 'Miao Miao', leaning back a bit resistively, "My past self is really melodramatic!"
She scoffed, slowly stood up, pulled 'Miao Miao's hand to bring her close, looked her up and down, and rolled her eyes.