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He found an empty seat near the window and sat down. Looking at the sky outside the window, he thought about how he had talked to Fang Yiping about Deming's wife and felt sad. Life was too fragile, the lively young lad was gone without a trace. The table was a small, single table with a lock on it. Two of them were in a row, and there were three rows of them. Liu He and Qi Jing sat together