His head was about to explode...
In a daze, Cen Xiaoxi saw a tall figure slowly approaching them from the fog that gradually dispersed at midnight...
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Hmm...
His head ached...
The feeling of a hangover was really bad. Other than vomiting, his stomach was empty. He felt sick and tired. His headache was more like he was being repeatedly beaten with a small hammer.
Cen Xiaoxi woke up again. It was already the morning of the next day. She was dressed and lying on the snow-white soft bed in the hotel suite.
Yesterday's memory, the last scene, was fixed on her and Su Su who were sitting next to the fence of the bridge. They stubbornly faced the cold wind in the early morning, drank wine, and complained about how difficult life was. It was really good to be alive.
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