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Angel fixed one end of the rope to the ceiling fan. She gently tried to remove the blood stains and dust on Bai Chen's face with her hands, kissed Bai Chen's face and said, "It's only decent if it's clean." Bai Chen turned off the lights in the room and stood on the chair. The incandescent light flickered twice and then went out, as if struggling unwillingly. The room darkened, except for the circular halo above the angel's head, which emitted soft yellow light and looked warm and quiet. The angel tied the other end of the rope into a loop and put it around Bai Chen's neck like a prize. She smiled and said, "Okay, you're done. Chen, you can kick off the chair." [Note: This article is a heartwarming redemption article. The darkness in the early stage is just for the light at the last moment. Even if the night is long, I hope you will wait for the dawn. The world hates Bai Chen because...