～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～. Girl, come with me.～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～﹡～
He stood in the middle of the road, his tall figure stretched long and deep under the illumination of the street lights. The heavy rain kept falling on his nose, bangs, and corners of his lips. The rain seemed to be constantly eroding his body. In his heart, a crystal clear wedding ring was washed away by the rain at the corner of the street.
He kept roaring and sneering in his heart, hum, Jiang Taijun, what are you still fantasizing about? What do you want from this kind of woman? ! Jin Mengxi... I want you to die.
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