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... belonged to Tan Qing, long engraved in my heart, yet I had never dialed it proactively even once.
Frowning a bit, Tong Xi took a coin out of her bag, flipped it, then slapped it onto her leg.
"Heads, I’ll call. Tails, I won’t."
Muttering under her breath, the taxi driver sitting behind the wheel chuckled, "Miss, are you making a tough decision?"
"Yes, it’s about my life," Tong Xi chuckled, reverting to her talkative self, "Driver, I want to ask you, there’s a sayi ...
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