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Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chu Ying lifted her head and looked at the man's face under the street lamp. It was nice, his shadow had been dragged very long, Chu Ying pursed her lips, glanced at him, then lowered her head.

Before she could react, her body was pulled into her arms.

Chu Ying did not hug her, and only held her passively in his embrace.

"I'm sorry