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The whiskey on the ground had already finished a bottle, he opened the second without hesitation and continued to drink, but couldn't shake the pain in his heart.,The night I originally planned to spend with Fangchen came true in my dreams instead.,At 4 a.m., Qiao Anmu opened her eyes. The alcohol had worn off halfway, and the soreness in her waist, along with the even breaths beside her, startled her.。

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