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Jiang Yao left the studio and went to the bridge. She sat under the tree by the river and looked at the river in the distance. There were a few ducks playing. They would occasionally jump out of the water and come out again.

Her heart was like a ripple on the surface of a river.

Picking up a stone from the ground, Jiang Yao threw it forcefully onto the river surface. With a "dong" sound