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The rain got heavier and heavier. Ling Ziqing was sitting on the roof as he looked at the rain in the distance. His eyes were filled with sadness. Sometimes, he felt like a lonely boat floating alone in the boundless sea of mist. He couldn't find its destination or see where it came from.

"Young Master, the wind is cool here. You have already sat here for too long. You should go inside to rest