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However, it's melodramatic. What matters most is that she survived. Nothing is more important than being alive.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew by. Yè Hí Rǎn twitched her nose, a hint of joy appearing in her heart. She took a step and entered the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.,She didn't know that a four-leaf clover, no taller than her finger, was bouncing and silently following after her.。