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... re puzzled, lowering his head to check something on his phone.
"Should we call the police if we encounter a lunatic?"
The old man leaned back against the chair, clearly speaking in a loud voice, yet the nearby tables seemed unable to see or hear him.
No one even cast a curious glance, allowing the old man to ramble on with his "crazy talk" as if he were invisible.
"It's a long story, Qingqing, do you remember how you died?"
Yue Qingqing nodded, "Struck dea ...
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