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She has never seen him so close. The chiseled man's face has already faded from his memory of youth. Compared with vague memories, his eyebrows and eyes stand out.
About meeting, Han Xiao once imagined thousands of possibilities. The only thing he didn't expect was that he was stuck in a street corner and she happened to pass by.
She is wearing a big blue overalls and holding an old flashlight in her hand. I was thrown away by my roommate when I moved. The oldest aluminum flashlight will ring in an instant. But her dream prince was curled up in a stinking corner of an alley, his face covered with blood.
There is passion fruit backstreet, a famous bar in T city, with no street lights and few pedestrians. Guo Rongrong, her best friend, told her that vicious incidents such as robbery and rape basically happened in this place, so she would walk around here every time, but today, when the tie was tied, she actually wanted to take a shortcut from here.
There was a noisy sound in the dark, banging, as if a group of people were fighting in a ball.
Han Xiao clung to the wall and stole a look with trepidation. Those people were just hiding in the dark corner. Han Xiao couldn't see anything clearly, but the muffled sound of his fist hitting him woke him up. ...