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"?" Sang Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He had left in such a carefree manner just a moment ago, but now he was starting to fuss over it again!

"It's getting late, let's hurry back!" Sang Xiaoyu tugged on his sleeve and continued walking. There was a car passing by in front of her. She stopped. When she raised her head again, she suddenly exclaimed