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... w it was covered in dirt, smeared with mud and footprints, and the sleeve was torn. He rummaged through a drawer until he found a needle and thread, then stitched up the torn part. After that, he took a damp towel and started wiping the jacket clean.
His hand brushed against the outline of the phone in the inner pocket.
"Did he reply?"
When he turned on the phone, a notification popped up. Hongju quickly opened his message box.
[Who's worrying about who?]
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