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... were talking, Xu En glanced at his phone, which lay in his hands.
On the screen was the WeChat interface; he had sent several messages to Bai Lian, asking about her gaokao and when she would be coming to Jiangjing.
But she hadn’t replied the whole time.
Listening to Xu Wenyao and Xu Zhiyue’s conversation, he opened Bai Lian’s profile picture and then sent another message—
Xu En: “Even Zhiyue and others say this gaokao was tough, don’t dwell on it if you’ve passed, ...
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