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... voice sounded above her head. “Why are you in the rain? Why don’t you have an umbrella?”
“It’s alright.” Qiao Mianmian reached out and hugged Mo Yesi. She looked up and smiled. “Moreover, didn’t you bring an umbrella?”
Mo Yesi looked down at her and rubbed her head. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Mm.” Qiao Mianmian nodded. “Let’s go take a look. This is the last time I’m going to see her. I want to know what she wants to say to me before she dies.”
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