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Xia Qingtian walked as he thought about this question. Unknowingly, he arrived at a bridge.

She laid on the edge of the bridge, not having any intention of avoiding the rain, allowing the rain to wet her clothes bit by bit.

"What should I do with you?"

"What do you want to do with me?"

The sweet memories of the past kept coming back to her, and her tears rolled in her eyes as she sobbed