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At this time, when you turn this page, it is equivalent to sitting across from me and listening to my story. Two wine glasses were placed between us. Your glass is full. Mine is always empty. You asked me: "Since the wine glasses are placed, why don't you drink?" I said: "To save." "Save what?" You asked curiously. "Rescue a memory about murder." You smiled, thinking I was joking. I laughed too and immediately told you the story of the murder. Before the murder, I heard a voice: "Gosh!"
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