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"Then tomorrow, I'll call you."

"Alright."

The call ended.

Slight Chill threw her phone on the table. The day after tomorrow was the 28th.

Slight Chill used her chopsticks to pick up the rice grains on the plate. She no longer had any appetite.

"You're going to see him?"

You know, I don't want to have anything unclear to him, no matter how much I loved him in the past