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The red Xiali taxi was running in the night rain. The raindrops hit the windshield mercilessly, and the wipers scraped away the rain mercilessly. The driver Li Yi stared at the rainy and foggy street with wide eyes, glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time - in the back seat, an old man and a young woman were flirting without scruples; Li Yi had long seen that the seductive woman with heavy makeup was not "on stage" "Miss, you are a pheasant who "rents a nest"; the old man with a puffy chest and belly must be the kind of old man who is said in the society to be "very decent at work, but bad at being laid off and retired, holding the next generation in his arms and singing "Belated Love"".