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I called Shen Fengxi, not really expecting him to answer. But when he didn't pick up, my hopes died a little more completely.,Meng Qiong's hand holding the photograph suddenly clenched, her last sliver of hope fading: "Why won't you answer the phone",Shen Fengxi buried in his earlobe and kissed twice, covering his abdomen with his hand, and whispered hoarsely, "Can I"。