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He propped himself up, seeing the man's eyes close once more. His handsome face flushed red, his temples and sideburns damp with sweat as if he had reached his limit.,Given that you're so noble and using your life to save him, I only hope that when he wakes up, he won't think about killing again.,Between breaths, I could still sense the lingering scent of that person. And the taste of the little pork trotters, so delicately icy, like a handful of snow.。