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He held the umbrella above Wen Zhixia's head, but his clothes were soaked by the rain. The autumn rain was always a little cold, so he could feel Wen Zhixia shivering.

She took off her suit jacket and draped it over Wen Zhixia's body.

Feeling the warmth on her shoulder, Wen Zhixia stopped her steps. She turned around and saw Nan Wenjing's worried eyes. The look in them was still dim