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... ut to give up, at the flower bed where she was waiting for a bus, she spotted a figure that looked very familiar.
When she approached this familiar figure, she discovered that Wei Jingzhu, sitting on the railing of the flower bed, had already been soaked by the rain.
The rain dripped down from his hair, and his downcast appearance seemed to return to the days when he had been heartbroken, looking so pitiable.
"I’ve come to pick you up..." Zhou Xueyin moved the umbrella ov ...
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