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The sound of the bathroom was endless, and the bathroom door of the hotel was made of glass. The little girl didn't pull the curtain shut, and her faint shadow swayed on the glass door.

Wang Ye could no longer hold it in, walking nonstop in the room. There was a pack of cigarettes on the table, and when Wang Ye picked it up, he saw that it was DJ, but he had never heard of it before