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ght, Ji Jiang suddenly felt some fragmented pictures flashing in his head. he heard the wild cries of some kind of animal. the painting was red like blood, and the sensation of being alive was fleeting. .
Ji Jian, who somehow felt a chill in the hot summer, touched the trembling skin on the back of his neck. his face was full of confusion and pain. Even if I try to recall the scenes in my memory or the emotions that suddenly appeared just now, I can't. , I am the only one left with a gloomy expression on my face.
\"Should I buy something to fill my brain? It won't hurt my memory. I just graduated two years ago,\" the 25-year-old said. Ji Jiang rubbed his forehead, cheered and went to work. please remember this secretly.
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that night, after finishing work, Ji Jian and his colleagues met for dinner.
After three drinks in a row, the table was already a mess.
“mr. Ji, has anything good happened to you recently?” the colleague who worked overtime with Ji Jian the day before yesterday looked a little surprised at Ji Jian, and asked him in an amusing manner with a smile in his eyes. I couldn't help it. teasing
Ji Jian’s divergent eyes slowly focused, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose with a strange smile and said: \"that's right.\"
``You really like it, don't you?'' my colleague immediately folded his arms, showing interest.
Ji Jiang shook his head and said honestly, “It’s nothing.”
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