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Meng Qiong's hand holding the photograph suddenly clenched, her last sliver of hope fading: "Why won't you answer the phone",Shen Fengxi's drunkeness had dissipated, and he finally let go. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.,Shen Fengxi walked out after finishing his shower, changing into a relaxed high-necked black shirt. Water still dripped from his black hair at the temples, which he swept up with one hand, revealing only the sharp outline and angles of his face.。