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As soon as Guoguo stepped out of the school gate, he was stopped by the security guard. "Student, what do you have in your bag? Let me take a look."
The security guard was an uncle named Wu Chengde. He had a kind face and a steady demeanor, looking nothing like the other guards who were often strict and intimidating.
Guoguo opened the Sack as instructed, allowing Wu Chengde to take a glance inside, and then Wu Chengde let him pass.
Watching the thin figure of Guoguo dragging a half-full Sack of Pull-tab Beverage Can gradually fade away, Wu Chengde felt an inexplicable heaviness in his heart, as if a stone had lodged there, making him feel uneasy.
Although the Sack was filled with half a bag of Pull-tab Beverage Can, it wasn't heavy; it was just that the bag was too large and Guoguo was slender, making it difficult for him to carry. He could only drag it along.
Guoguo knew there was a Recycling Station two kilometers away from the school, and once he reached the Recycling Station, he could exchange the half-full Sack of Pull-tab Beverage Can for money.
Two kilometers wasn't too far, but it wasn't exactly close either. So, Guoguo dragged the half-full Sack of Pull-tab Beverage Can and walked on foot.
Under the orange glow of the streetlights, Guoguo's silhouette appeared particularly frail, as if a strong wind could blow him away.
The summer night was especially sultry, with even the breeze feeling hot and stifling.
Having spent most of the day at home feeling bored, Murong Xiuxian decided to drive out. His injuries on his body and face had not yet healed; perhaps he was afraid of being laughed at by others, so he hadn’t gone to school today.
On the road, Murong Xiuxian sped along in his Silver Sports Car.
He still regretted drinking his father’s treasured red wine that had been collected for many years.
Murong Xiuxian, unwilling to show his mother Liang Qiaoxin's photo to Murong Yunliang, was feeling extremely low. Driving the Silver Sports Car, he completely ignored all speed monitoring cameras and recklessly sped down the road.
His bright black eyes, in the darkness, resembled cold winter stars—icy, brilliant, yet captivating.
Suddenly, Murong Xiuxian slowed down, moving at a crawl. His mesmerizing black eyes inadvertently caught sight of a girl by the roadside who looked strikingly like Tang Guoguo, dragging a sack whose contents were unknown, taking slow steps forward.
Without seeing Guoguo's face directly, Murong Xiuxian was certain that the girl must be Guoguo, and he felt an instinctive certainty: "This girl, if she's not in school for evening study sessions, where could she be going?"
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