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"Senior, please send me back." Ling Tianqing raised her head and smiled at Song Hao Chen as she said this.

Song Hao Chen looked at that smile that was like an epiphyllum and couldn't help but be lost in thought.

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Twenty hours passed, and it was now 10: 30 P.M. on the evening of May 29, 2122.

Ling Tianqing stood in front of her house and purposely raised her voice to chat with Song Hao Chen