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The two hands hanging by his side clenched into fists silently, trembling.,Nan Song stood at the top of the stairs, Zhuo Xuan lay in Yu Jin Wen Hui's arms, looking up at Nan Song with triumphant gleam in her eyes.,He handed the laptop to Nansong, “It's time to be yourself again. We've all been waiting for your return.”。