Amazed, he has schizophrenia?

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Xia Yimo let Longyaochen wipe it. She gently fanned her eyelash feathers, looked blankly at the man in front of her and blurted out, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Longyaochen's hand movement was stagnant, slightly invisible frown, ink pupil gradually grew dark, slender fingers gently across Xia Yimo's cheek, and finally, slightly grabbed her jaw and pulled her face closer to herself...

Xia Yimo approached him with Longyaochen's movement. Every minute, she could feel the force on the man. Only now did she realize it and say, "I... I don't mean that... I am..."

"What is... Uh huh? The gentle voice interrupted Xia Yimo's...