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The first time I met Xu Zhouning was at the end of the first semester of my second year of high school. I was sitting in the corner of the classroom by the window on the side of the door, leaning against the wall with my hands in my pockets and listening to the class teacher's lecture on exam precautions.
Because I was too afraid of the cold, my hat was pulled up halfway between my ears and the wall. I huddled there with a sickly look, as if I was about to be frozen to death by the polar wind and snow in the next second and then be carried out for rescue, even though the room was not actually very cold at the time.
That's when he appeared.
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