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When waiting at the traffic light, Qi Lin opened the window; the rain had eased significantly. The damp air permeated her nostrils. She sniffed the air, wondering if Bai Qianye was doing well and whether that last voice was his.,But after taking a few steps, she realized it wasn’t perfume but incense.,Bai Qianye suddenly leaned closer; Qilin's face flushed but still lifted her chin up stubbornly and shook her head, saying, "No, it’s just that the taste of tea reminds me of someone I dislike."。

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