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The next page is still due Thursday,

But you are miserable. Everyone is making fun of you for ruining your own life. Your guardian drags you to a party in a futile attempt to lift your spirits, but the boisterous laughter and the conventionally beautiful women just make you feel even more out-of-place.

A servant girl offers to refill your drink, but you refuse because having a hangover the next day will only make this even worse, if that is possible.

Then you feel the light, gentle hand glide over your forehead to brush your hair out of your face. You look up and see this:

Maomao, the girl of your dreams, who you thought was lost forever, suddenly appears. Not hiding her beauty and dressed elegantly in a bright cheerful yellow dress (a color often associated with imperial royalty). She touches your face affectionately for the first time.