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His coat was still dripping wet. As he stopped in his tracks, his eyes fell on the cup of hot liquor that was pressing down on his money.

The hot drink no longer had any warmth, just like a person's heart. It was bone-chilling cold, and it would never warm up again.

There was no color in the man's eyes. He picked up the cup of hot drink and slowly placed it on his chest.

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