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Shen Mochen stood on the balcony. Just after the rain, he could still smell the fragrance that belonged solely to the rain.

When the breeze blew over, Shen Mochen's sideburns were a little messy. He was too lazy to pay any attention to it, so he just let the wind blow on him.

He lit up a cigarette and took a long drag. After getting along with Liu Xixi