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Shen Fengxi seemed to have lost his energy after drinking, with half-closed eyelids and arms crossed, leaning against the sofa. He let out a slow, sluggish white mist from his mouth for a while, not sure what state he was in, but he just hung on, his mood was low.,In the picture frame, there was only a crumpled red-background registration photo. Neither of their faces in the photo was considered good, and they even seemed to be arguing with each other. I vaguely remember that after the photo was taken, Shen Fengxi drove away by himself without even saying goodbye.,As Shen Fengxi was about to leave, his eyes suddenly caught sight of something on the coffee table. He casually asked, "What's that on the table"。