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... the back gate. Jing Huan went downstairs early, stood by the door, and played with his cellphone for a while until his headphones were suddenly yanked off.
“Jerk? You there?” asked Lu Wenhao.
“Didn’t I apologize to you yesterday…” Jing Huan couldn’t help laughing, “Why are you still mentioning it?”
“If apologies could solve all problems, what are the police for?!” Lu Wenhao shrunk his neck into his clothes. “Fuck, chatting so nicely and then suddenly getting a noti ...
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