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But why …

As he squinted at the sky, he suddenly thought of Su Xiaowu's appearance. Recalling the indifferent and elegant way she held that bunch of flowers, even the voice she spoke with was still lingering in her ears, fragmented, all churning in her mind.

Green smoke blurred his eyes.

With the cigarette in his mouth, a large amount of ash fell from the cigarette. Hua Muchen frowned slightly