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It was a whole piece of fabric hanging from her foot, flapping in the cold wind. There was nothing underneath it.,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.,Lin Hao ran's heart was filled with suspicion, his mind a maze of puzzles. However, he found that every face seemed familiar to him, and the name "Fool" didn't seem out of place, as if it truly belonged to him.。