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The next day, the drunk Wei Jie was still lying on his bed. He had a splitting headache and felt uncomfortable all over …

I stared at him, and several times the words rose to my lips, but I held them back.

As if sensing my gaze, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened and looked at me.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Her gaze was gentle, but she did not seem to be in high spirits