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Ji Xia leaned against the window, her gaze, somewhat dim due to the rain-streaked glass, fixed on the doorway.,Over the past two years, they had only met a handful of times. And each time, in his arms was another person.,Gu Jin held a bathrobe, her eyes falling on Ji Xia who was still standing in place. "Should I change for you to see"。