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... nts coming and going, felt like retreating again.
"..." Nan Jin stared at the door, but unconsciously clenched her hands.
He couldn't tell what mood he was in right now.
Want to see, but afraid to see.
He looked at the walking students, standing in place, neither moving forward nor back, staring at the school gate without moving his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would miss something.
But, if he really saw Murong Qiao, and the other party also saw ...
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