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... entle waves reminiscent of a girl’s smile, captivating yet unaware of its allure.
A black car sped across the bridge but had to stop at the junction, waiting for the green light.
Qiao Sisi sat in the passenger seat, pensively watching the ripples on the river, not speaking to Fang Zhou.
Since getting into the car twenty minutes ago, neither had spoken a word, resembling a taxi driver and his regular passenger.
No, perhaps even a taxi driver and a passenger wouldn’ ...
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