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The lights in the bar flickered on and off. My heart felt as though it had been delayed and was dying little by little.

My fingers couldn't help but intertwine, and the sweat coming out from my palms couldn't help but hurt me.

But at this moment, Kang Zeyu was already drunk. His entire face was red as if he had been dyed with blood.

Mina sat on him, her long legs touching everything