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Death, this is not because of his low mental fortitude, but because he is truly dying. A strong rope tightly binds around his neck.,Lin Haoran wanted to struggle against the little ghost's teasing, but his limbs were grabbed and yanked about like noodles, leaving him with no strength to resist. He could only sway along with the little ghost as it pushed him on a swing.,After a barrage of sweet nothings, the high-society lady finally succumbed. Just as he gently pushed her into the bathroom, news broke of a high-speed train accident.。