The taxi glided smoothly down the road. Qin Luo leaned against the car door, looking listlessly at the bustling traffic outside the window, lost in a daze.
Suddenly, he sighed, raised a hand to rub his brow, and a trace of fatigue appeared on his face.
Clearly, he hadn't done a single thing all day, yet he felt an inexplicable sense of exhaustion.
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