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When she came to her senses, Huo Jiao's eyes were already wet.,The convoy drove for about five hours before reaching City C.,Shaking, she felt the vibration of a WeChat message on her phone, but she ignored it. When she got off the bus, she glanced at it – it was from Jiang Lan. There wasn't anything special about it, just everyday conversation.。