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More than two months ago, that night, a heavy downpour occurred.,Qian Cheng's phone rang, and the two of them broke off their conversation. He answered the call.,Fu Ji-chen leaned his arms on the car window, glanced at Yu Qing's bag, then at that man's bag. Finally, his gaze fell on the man's face. He smiled ambiguously, but his eyes held a warning like autumn reckoning.。