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... ibai first drove Ding Lan home and then slowly headed towards Xinan’s apartment.
The street lamps outside the car window sparkled brilliantly, and cars zoomed by on the bustling streets, with the occasional sound of honking horns.
Han Jibai glanced at Xinan through the rearview mirror. He didn’t know when she had started to become increasingly silent.
In his memory, Xinan was a girl who loved to smile, but now she seldom smiled, often seemed distracted, and her brows were ...
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