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The comfortable days didn't last long before Meng Shichen started school. Qin Yiyi returned to her daily life of continuous studying, the only change being that another Qin Jue had joined Meng Shichen in going to school, and a Qin Shuang was always by her side.
That day, Qin Yiyi was practicing her improved version of the Flying Needle in her room, which was actually just an embroidery needle bought randomly from the street by Qin Shuang.
With a flick of her wrist, a needle pierced a doll sitting on a cabinet at the foot of the bed. "Still not quite accurate enough," she stopped her movements and picked up another needle, staring at it blankly.
Seeing that Qin Yiyi hadn't moved for quite some time, Qin Shuang softly called out, "Miss."
Sharp eyes instantly shot over, making Qin Shuang wonder if the miss had really been daydreaming at all; otherwise, how could there be no sign of her being startled?