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"Heart of Curtain Call" That day, her "Xiao Bai" died under her eyes. Her fingernails dug deeply into the palms of her hands. Despair crept up from the soles of her feet into her eyes again. She hated Wen Hui. It was she who led Xiao Bai onto the road and was accidentally hit by a car. It was her! But the next moment, I saw him under the sycamore tree downstairs. He had lost his childish appearance. He held a cigarette in his hand and smoked it skillfully. He was wearing a black coat and black trousers. He was no longer the smiling and blushing boy. He had grown up. Sighing, she threw down the cigarette butt and walked neatly to the road. She watched him take away the dead "Xiao Bai" from the third floor. Li Xinya closed the window, drew the curtains, and squatted down silently... "Xingchen, you probably don't need me anymore."