Wen Yan looked in the direction of the research institute and said, "Your brother doesn't remember the way home. I have to pick him up." Chu Antang's eyes were slightly red, and he turned around and took an umbrella. Wen Yan had already blended into the night and disappeared. Chu Antang followed her without saying a word. She seemed to have traveled a long way.
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