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"Lu Yaoyao! I said I won't miss you. I will!" Lu Yaoyao raised her head slightly, with rain hanging on her long eyelashes. She squinted and looked at the man holding an umbrella for her in front of her. This face was all too familiar to her. She wanted to leave, but she didn't know if she had been squatting for a long time, but her body seemed to be frozen there. The man leaned towards her and called her name. It may sound more like a command to her, but this feeling is something she hasn't had in the past five years. Lu Yaoyao panicked. This was the second time she cried in five years. Lu Yaoyao's body trembled, and he rushed towards her and slowly kissed her lips.