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This morning, when he said he wasn't going, I thought he was joking. But now, at this hour, he's sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching his computer. It seems like he hasn't left since he came back.,The person seemed to be held spellbound by his gaze, remaining silent for a moment before meekly answering.,Luo Zhongxiang seemed to have come interested, his crossed legs exchanged, and then he bent his fingers and lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa beside him: "Tell me."。