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"Mr. Chen, I'll raise a toast to you again. Please feel free to have some, I'll drink it.","You liked so much, you're just a ghost who died for nothing.",This time Chen Hansheng remained silent, because he was staring intently at the reflection in the glass panel of the bus stop. The image reflected back was that of a young man, yet strangely unfamiliar, with a hint of stubble on his upper lip.。