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Saying this, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom. She had always thought that keeping the handkerchief was meant to remind herself not to forget her hatred for Bai Qianye; but today in such a rush, she only managed to take away one single handkerchief.,When waiting at the traffic light, Qi Lin opened the window; the rain had eased significantly. The damp air permeated her nostrils. She sniffed the air, wondering if Bai Qianye was doing well and whether that last voice was his.,Suddenly, two figures flashed through the crowd. Qi Lin excitedly grabbed the seatbelt.。

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