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... e the umbrella!"
He Fang realized she had left her umbrella at Qin Guanglin’s place only when the bus started moving.
"It’s not raining anyway," Qin Guanglin said indifferently, "You can get it another day, or I can bring it to you."
If she came over to pick it up, the two of them could hang out in his room again—the thought made him happy.
"What if it rains tomorrow?" He Fang gazed out the window, guessing tomorrow’s weather.
"If it rains, I’ll bring it t ...
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