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The night wind was breezing, and terrifying rustling noises came continuously from the distance. Lin Chaohui sat in the sports car with a cigarette in his hand as he looked at the man sitting in front of the tombstone with rapt attention.

He did not turn on the light, only the scarlet cigarette butts burning in the wind. Just like his life, he was about to reach the end.

After finishing the last cigarette, Lin Chaohui opened the car door and walked out, step by step, to Xu Zhen's side.

"I didn't think that you would be able to forget about Little Ai after so many years."

Lin Chaohui struggled to squat down, and his entire mouth was tightly clenched.

Although he used the most expensive prosthetic limb, no matter how expensive it was, it couldn't compare to a leg with flesh and blood.

"Didn't you remember her as well?"

Xu Zhen leaned his head on the tombstone and replied indifferently.