
About This Novel
Ten years ago, she walked with him when she was a freshman. Ten years later, when they met again, the person beside him was not her. An Ji lay by the window, watching the raindrops accumulate in his hands. The sky cleared up. He turned his hands and the raindrops hit the downstairs. "Who?" A person downstairs was hit by raindrops without any bias. An Ji lowered his head and met the man's eyes. It is carelessness.
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