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... and casually threw it in the trash can; his voice was indifferent.
Bai Lian leaned against the tree, replaying the scene in her mind over and over.
Her wet black hair clung to her pale neck; she wrapped herself in a black coat, yawned lazily, and then reported a number to the elderly man beside her.
The elderly man adjusted his glasses on his nose bridge, happy to see that she finally remembered a number, and dialed it on his phone. The call connected quickly, “Hello, is ...
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