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The rain is cold, almost freezing. She woke up from her coma, but there was only blood in front of her eyes. She couldn't see anything. Just now she could hear the faint cry of the child, but now there was only the sound of rain. She struggled to move her body, feeling that the last trace of heat in her body was about to disappear with the ice rain. Want to cry? She covered her face, but there were no tears. That guy killed her baby just as much as he killed her. "I would like to ask you to help me find someone." The scissors in Cai Du's hand trembled, and he almost cut off the entire candle wick. The candle flame suddenly flickered convulsively. The girl's face, illuminated by the candlelight, also flickered and faded, taking on an unnatural bluish-white color.
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