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Even in the office, you could smell the fresh scent of rainwater washing away dust as the wind and rain lashed outside.,Even though I'm back home, I still think about how warm it was in the car.,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.。