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In the evening, the rain lightened.
Li Qiao gazed sleepily at the ceiling, feeling too lazy to move.
Outside the window, a misty rain blurred the world, wrapping the city in a fog that seemed to slow down time.
After lying for a few minutes, Li Qiao fished out her phone from under the pillow. There were two WeChat messages on the screen.
They were from Shang Yu and Tang Yiting.
Li Qiao's gaze became distant as she looked at the man's name.
Back in Parma, they had been inseparable every day. Her chat history with him still stopped on her graduation day.
Now, back in South Sea, it all felt somewhat unreal.
His message had been sent at three in the afternoon, asking what she was doing.
Li Qiao rubbed her temples, propped herself up against the headboard, and replied to Shang Yu without much hurry.
After responding, she opened Tang Yiting's WeChat.
Tang Family's Xiaoting didn't bother with any small talk and had sent her an emoticon: [crack].
