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As the first rays of dawn entered the room,

Chan'er's eyelashes quivered lightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing that came into her sight was still Xue An, lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

She saw him lying on his back, his breaths materializing into soft snores, evidently in a deep sleep.

Chan'er watched him blankly, suddenly feeling a piercing pain in her heart.

So it's still like this, huh?

The miracle she had hoped for had not occurred.

It turns out... the master really doesn't want me anymore!

With this thought, Chan'er held back her tears and got out of bed as quietly as she could.

She first brewed a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table beside the bed.

Because the master had a habit of drinking a hot cup of tea after waking up.

While brewing the tea, Chan'er's tears fell several times, thinking this might be the last cup of tea she would make for the master.

Then she intended to fetch a basin of water for washing faces.