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The young man clenched his hands tightly, his fingertips digging into his flesh, and blood marks appeared on his palms, but the severe pain in his heart did not change his expression. The young man just looked at the sky with a calm face, letting the rain slide down his face. There was only loneliness, unwillingness and anger in his eyes. Although his heart was filled with rage, the young man did not cry or complain. He knew that roaring and complaining could not solve his problem. At this time, he just wanted to let the cold rain wash away his body, making him even more numb and cold. Only in this way could he remember everything he had just done more deeply...
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