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In the room, Ouyang Xiaoya looked at the messy items, and there was a suitcase on the bed, containing a few pieces of Lin Hai's clothes, and that was it.
This scene made Ouyang Xiaoya's eyes somewhat panic-stricken: "Is he packing up to leave?"
Lin Hai lit a cigarette while standing by the window, his back was lonely, and his expression was indifferent.
This scene once again almost shattered Ouyang Xiaoya's heart.
The room was silent, the atmosphere awkward.
After a long while, Ouyang Xiaoya finally mustered the courage to speak: "Lin Hai, I want to ask you something."
Lin Hai didn't make a sound, his back turned to the beauty, smoking one puff after another, exuding a feeling of decay.
"Lin Hai, listen to me, I want to ask you."
"Don't ask, been there, done that!"
"..."
"I have another question." Ouyang Xiaoya insisted, gritting her teeth.
"I know, save my mom, on the condition that I'm not an orphan."
"There's another one!"
"No regrets!"
"I wanted to ask you..."
