When Jiang Ji sent Su Zheliu out, a thin autumn rain was falling. The water vapor was dripping and wet Su Zheliu's hair. Su Zheliu held a gray-yellow paper umbrella and climbed onto the stone bridge outside the door. The dense water blurred his thin back. Jiang Ji watched him walk off the small bridge and onto the bluestone road. It was almost dusk, and every family was lighting a lamp. Su Zheliu walked out of the city gate in the dim lights of the city. The horn to close the city gate sounded wetly in the dusk rain. The city gate slowly closed behind Su Zheliu. Finally, there was a loud bang, which cut off Jiang Ji's eyes.
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