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"Cousin, look!" Gu Jingyue looked at the trash can and took out a needle.

Gu Yuan immediately picked up an unfamiliar cell phone that was placed on the table.

"Hello." Gu Yuan's voice was hoarse.

Ye Qingqing's fingers, which were pinching her phone, were constantly trembling. She looked towards the scout, speaking out according to the words he had arranged, "Is it Gu Yuan? "I am Ye Qingqing