
Monogatari Ming
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Yan Qiu stood at the door of the store, lit a cigarette and watched the rainy night. The sound of rain hitting the ground was so pleasant to Yan Qiu's ears at this moment. He felt that he had never been more comfortable than he was now in the past twenty years. After the cigarette was burned out, Yan Qiu was ready to close the stall and go home to rest. Suddenly Yan Qiu noticed a person walking towards him in the heavy rain in the distance. He did not hold an umbrella and allowed the rain to beat against him. Yan Qiu could probably tell that it was a girl, wearing a white dress. He quickly stepped forward with an umbrella. "Miss, why don't you hold an umbrella when you go out in this weather? It's very dangerous for you..." Before Yan Qiu finished speaking, he came to the woman's side and his expression suddenly became dull. "Xiaoxue... Why are you here?" The woman named Xiaoxue lost her mind and saw Yan Qiu standing in front of her, her eyes bloodshot and red and swollen. I don't know if the stain on my cheeks is rain or tears. A slap hit Yan Qiu's face. He roared with all his strength: "You think you can avoid me just by saying goodbye and returning to Qingliu!"
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