"Know...know...what?"
"It must be because you like me that you are reluctant to throw away the memories you have with me." He paused deliberately, "right?"
Beckett Jiang's low voice was accompanied by a stream of warm air, swirling along the cochlea and into Hazel Qi's mind.
For a moment, it was like a three-dimensional looping effect was turned on, and this sentence was played repeatedly in my mind at 360 degrees without any blind spots.
A dizzy feeling came over him, and the next second, Hazel Qi stood up.
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