Chapter 467: 【Sincere YoonA】or【Lin Xiuyuan Running Away in Panic】(Please subscribe and vote for monthly tickets)

Just as Krystal got up to return to the bedroom to sleep.

In the living room of another apartment also located in Seoul, the lights were still on.

On the coffee table in that living room, there were quite a few takeout boxes, including fried chicken, stir-fried rice cake, and a few small side dishes.

There were also two half-drunk cups of milk tea, with a faint lipstick mark still staining the straws.

The entire coffee table was packed full of food and drinks, looking like two people were having a small late-night party.

Immediately after, a burst of laughter erupted from the end of the sofa without warning, loud enough to seem particularly abrupt in the quiet, early-morning living room.

It was crisp and cheerful, with the tail end of the sound rising by several octaves.

This caused Kim Taeyeon, who was curled up in the corner of the sofa and focused on watching a TV series, to be thoroughly startled by this sudden laughter.

Her shoulders jerked violently, and the cushion in her hands almost flew away.

Then she turned her head to look at the person opposite who was laughing until she was doubled over, her face still lingering with the shock of being startled.

She immediately scolded back with a laugh, "Ya, YoonA, can you not suddenly laugh like that? It's very scary, you scared me to death."

"Hahaha, sorry unnie, I really couldn't help it, I'm just happy."

Lin Yun'er opposite showed no awareness of being scolded, and instead continued to laugh happily.

By the end, she even leaned back against the sofa backrest, her eyes squinting into slits.

"What happened to make you so happy?"

Seeing that Lin Yun'er had no intention of stopping her joy, Kim Taeyeon's curiosity was piqued, so she stood up, preparing to go over to Lin Yun'er's side to see the content on the phone screen she was holding.

Who on earth was she chatting with to have such a big reaction?

However, before she could actually walk over, Lin Yun'er took the initiative to explain the situation, "It's nothing, it's just that Xiuyan unnie just replied to my message, saying she has already talked to Xiujing, and now we should just wait for the result."

The thing she had been looking forward to finally had an echo; the little stone that had been hanging in her heart was finally gently supported by someone, it felt comfortable.

"It's that matter about Lin Xiuyuan you mentioned before." Hearing this, the expression on Kim Taeyeon's face changed from curiosity to sudden realization.

She then sat back down, one leg folded underneath her, and the other dangling off the edge of the sofa, swinging.

Lin Yun'er had discussed that matter with her before, and they had talked for a long time, so she counted as the first person to know, and the kind who knew it from beginning to end.

"Mm-hmm." Lin Yun'er nodded.

At this, Kim Taeyeon pressed her tongue against her palate and let out a soft clicking sound.

Her expression still carried a kind of confusion that she couldn't fully understand, and after thinking for a moment, she brought up the question in her heart again.

She asked, "YoonA, honestly, I still don't quite understand. Since you could guess that Lin Xiuyuan's body might have that kind of situation, why did you still bring this up to Xiujing? And then you even dragged Xiuyan along to push her? Why?"

When Kim Taeyeon said these words, her tone was very sincere; it wasn't a tone of interrogation, but rather she was truly trying to understand Lin Yun'er's train of thought.

In her understanding, if you had already judged in advance that something was highly unlikely to succeed, a normal person would usually choose to keep the idea bottled up and digest it, rather than making a big deal out of it and finding people to discuss it.

"Unnie, what I want isn't the result, but for this process to be known by Lin Xiuyuan." Lin Yun'er, who was being asked, smiled slightly, as if she had long been prepared for the answer to this question.

"What's the use of leaving a trace? To make him treat you all better?" Kim Taeyeon frowned; she was very dissatisfied with this explanation because Lin Yun'er still hadn't made her true motive clear.

So she pursued the question in a more direct way.

"But YoonA, isn't he good enough to you and Xiujing? Let's not even talk about Xiujing; you are already way over the limit. There were no problems, no negotiations, you said you wanted help and he helped, you said you wanted to join the membership and he let you in."

To this, Lin Yun'er also smiled and retorted, very quickly.

"Unnie, you say that, but is Lin Xiuyuan bad to you? You've made so many dangerous requests before; actually, everyone was very worried, they just didn't say it out loud. In the end, didn't Lin Xiuyuan just do it anyway? The danger coefficient of so many people doesn't even compare to one of your requests."

This sentence immediately kicked the ball back to Kim Taeyeon's feet.

She was also stunned for a moment, her lips slightly parted and then closed, and for a moment she didn't know how to retort.

Because what Lin Yun'er said was indeed a fact.

Looking back at those requests she had made, many of them were things like dancing on the edge of a knife.

If it were a normal person, they might have refused without hesitation, but Lin Xiuyuan did not.

When he agreed, he didn't even ask a few extra questions, as if those risks were not even worth considering as a reason for refusal in his eyes.

But both Kim Taeyeon and Lin Yun'er forgot one thing.

Is that guy Lin Xiuyuan a normal person?

He made the Time Gate public just like that; he's purely out of his mind.

Afterwards, the two people who had finished bickering just looked into each other's eyes, and the air between them was quiet for a few seconds.

A moment later, as if triggered by the same switch at the same time, the two of them tacitly laughed out loud together; one let out a low "hehe" sound, and the other laughed until her eyes squinted into a line.

The cheerful laughter seemed particularly striking in the early-morning apartment.

That kind of laughter wasn't to ease embarrassment, but because they were truly amused by each other's mutual sabotage; it was the kind of laughter that bubbled up from the bottom of their hearts.

Immediately after, Kim Taeyeon stopped laughing, picked up the topic that had just been diverted, and continued to pursue it, "Then this so-called process of yours, is it just to let Lin Xiuyuan know that you or Xiujing have this intention, that you are thinking of him?"

"Of course not." Lin Yun'er shook her head, shaking it very firmly.

She thought for a moment, then said, "What you're talking about, unnie, is called scheming; I didn't specifically think about scheming against Lin Xiuyuan."

"Alright, I apologize, I used the wrong word. Then what exactly is it?" Kim Taeyeon asked again, this time her tone was lighter than before.

"I just want this idea and this process to be known and taken to heart by Lin Xiuyuan through Xiujing's mouth."

Lin Yun'er just felt that the same words, if spoken from her own mouth, might not have nearly as much weight to Lin Xiuyuan as they would if spoken from Krystal's mouth.

For some things, if someone else retells them, the emotional impact is different.

So she went around in such a big circle for this reason.

"You still haven't answered my question, YoonA; I asked for the reason." Seeing Lin Yun'er still talking in circles, Kim Taeyeon simply reached out and picked up a piece of popcorn chicken from the box on the coffee table, flicked her wrist, and threw it in Lin Yun'er's direction.

The popcorn chicken drew a short parabola in the air and landed precisely near Lin Yun'er's collarbone.

Lin Yun'er laughed and reached out to catch the popcorn chicken in her arms, reached into her chest area to pick out the piece that had fallen in, and then stuffed it directly into her mouth.

While chewing, she answered Kim Taeyeon's question, "I already said it; I just want to tell Lin Xiuyuan that we want to have children, or rather, we are willing to get pregnant for him, willing to accept the birth of a new life that belongs to us."

At first glance, this sentence might not be understood.

But after thinking it over carefully several times, dismantling it word by word and reassembling it.

Then Kim Taeyeon's eyes slowly widened, a flash of realization and shock passing through her pupils.

OMG, this isn't about chatting about pregnancy at all.

YoonA is expressing a promise of affection to Lin Xiuyuan here.

And a confession that goes even deeper, even further.

It is not about taking, but giving.

It is taking the most fundamental, most irreversible thing about oneself and placing it before the other person.

When Kim Taeyeon thought of this, she couldn't help but take a deep breath and look deeply at Lin Yun'er.

In her gaze was a kind of scrutiny that hadn't been there before, carrying a hint of shock.

Finally, she let out a long-drawn-out exclamation, "Wow, daebak, YoonA, your... your thoughts are so deep."

When she said "so deep," there was no derogatory meaning in her tone; she was just truly shocked.

"No way, I just feel that some feelings are best expressed; I am sincere." Being looked at like this by Kim Taeyeon, Lin Yun'er didn't show a smug expression, but instead smiled a bit embarrassedly.

Then she picked up the cup of Milk Tea that belonged to her on the coffee table and took a sip, "If things like this are bottled up and hidden, and Lin Xiuyuan doesn't know, what a waste, right?"

Lin Yun'er's logic was very consistent from beginning to end.

That is, some things must be said, some intentions must be made known to the other person; words buried in the heart, no matter how true, are in vain.

She felt that she was different from Krystal; between Krystal and Lin Xiuyuan, many things didn't need to be expressed in words, as the two people's tacit understanding and special emotional bond could already cover many gaps in communication.

But Lin Yun'er chose a more direct way to say what needed to be said.

"So you don't actually want a child at all." Kim Taeyeon sank her body deeper into the sofa and summarized it with this sentence.

But Lin Yun'er immediately denied Kim Taeyeon's summary, her tone carrying a bit more serious weight, "No, I really do want one."

Then she sighed softly and began to lead Kim Taeyeon through the whole matter from the beginning.

"Unnie, the source of this matter is that I want a child. But because I considered some uncontrollable factors, it might not be possible to reach that step, so I thought about discussing it with Xiuyan Unnie, letting Xiujing come forward to tell Lin Xiuyuan about it; it can't be hidden, he has to know. This is the entire direction of the matter."

With this passage, she broke the whole thing into two clear stages.

The source was the initial thought; she truly wanted a child.

But on the road to this answer, there was an objectively existing fork in the road, which was whether Lin Xiuyuan's side could or could not.

This question had no answer for the time being.

So she had to make arrangements for both possibilities of this road.

If it were feasible, she would take the first road: pregnancy.

If it were not feasible, she would take the second road: letting Lin Xiuyuan know that she had seriously considered this matter, that she had had this thought in her heart, and that she was willing to do it.

And she had to walk both of these roads, walking them openly and honestly.

After speaking, Lin Yun'er looked at Kim Taeyeon again, using a clean and decisive sentence as a conclusion, "So Unnie, you see, the source hasn't changed, only the process has branched off; is that clear enough now?"

She never had any schemes, let alone any tricks or tests.

She was just openly and honestly putting her thoughts and intentions on the table.

"I understand." Hearing this, Kim Taeyeon finally understood completely, "So you called me over tonight just to wait for this result?"

"Partly." Lin Yun'er was very honest, "The other part is, I wanted to ask you, Unnie, do you know what the progress bar is like between the 2013 version of you and Lin Xiuyuan right now?"

This topic switch was a bit sudden, and because Kim Taeyeon hadn't thought the topic would suddenly come to herself, she blinked her eyes several times in a row.

The first sentence after she came to her senses was, "YoonA, why are you curious about this?"

"No, isn't it because I'm worried that you, Unnie, over there won't be able to withstand the offensive of some little puppy, and if something goes wrong then, it'll be troublesome."

Kim Taeyeon is smart.

Although she usually gives the impression of being a bit four-dimensional and a bit dazed, her intuition and reaction speed in these kinds of matters are not slow at all.

As soon as the three words "little puppy" came out of Lin Yun'er's mouth, she immediately thought of what Lin Yun'er was talking about, and then her body, almost as a reflex, suddenly bounced up from the back of the sofa and sat up straight.

She didn't even hold the cushion anymore, threw it to the side, and looked at Lin Yun'er very seriously, saying, "YoonA, are you pointing at me?"

"I'm not." Lin Yun'er denied it with a smile.

The speed of the denial was very fast, but it was also so fast that it had absolutely no credibility.

"Then isn't the you over there the same?" Kim Taeyeon asked back.

But she saw Lin Yun'er shake her head, "That's really not the case; the me at that time and Li Shengji were just in contact, and it hadn't been confirmed yet. But it doesn't matter anyway, Lin Xiaolu has already rolled in the sheets with Lin Xiuyuan many times now, skip, skip."

"Yah, YoonA, you are still pointing at me; this is already extremely obvious." After hearing Lin Yun'er's explanation, Kim Taeyeon was even more convinced of her previous judgment.

"Is it?" Lin Yun'er smiled, looked at Kim Taeyeon, and then shrugged her shoulders very innocently, "Really not."

Now Kim Taeyeon finally understood completely; she stared at Lin Yun'er's smiling face for several seconds, then suddenly realized and pointed her finger in the air, "Oh, I understand, you are doing some manager work for Lin Xiuyuan, managing the harem, pointing at us people, making us clear our heads, right?"

"Unnie, I didn't say anything at all." Lin Yun'er raised both hands in a gesture of surrender, but the curve of her mouth was not at all the curve of someone surrendering.

Her face was written all over with: You guessed right, but I just won't admit it, bite me.

"But you not saying it is no different from saying it." Kim Taeyeon rolled her eyes.

"Hee hee." Lin Yun'er ended this round of confrontation with a reduplicated word.

"Fine, when Lin Xiuyuan comes back, I'll go find Jin Ruanruan and scold her immediately; this matter isn't my problem, so why did it point to me?"

When she said this, Kim Taeyeon was also directly playing the rascal.

Her logic was simple: since you pointed at me, then I'll go settle the account with the culprit.

Anyway, this matter couldn't be counted on me alone.

Seeing Kim Taeyeon's reaction, Lin Yun'er hurriedly pulled back the scale of the joke.

She moved a bit closer from the other end of the sofa, reached out and patted Kim Taeyeon's arm, and explained in a soothing tone, "No, Unnie, isn't this just showing some concern?"

"Then I won't go, how about you go tell her?" Kim Taeyeon retreated to advance, beautifully turning the tables.

Lin Yun'er was stunned by Kim Taeyeon's move, opened her mouth, and made a few vague "aba aba" sounds.

Watching her blank expression, Kim Taeyeon rolled her eyes again, speechless; there would be plenty to talk about tonight.

……

……

However, compared to the quiet and privacy of Seoul in the middle of the night in 2026, California in 2014 presented an entirely different scene.

The sky was bright and sunny, and the golden, dry sunlight spilled generously over the earth.

The sky was a highly saturated blue, a few clouds drifted lazily, and the surface of the swimming pool shimmered under the sunlight.

Beaches, swimming pools, beautiful women, and handsome men—everything was there.

The entire scene looked like a carefully color-graded postcard.

Earlier, Lin Xiuyuan had jumped into the pool and messed around in the water with Goo Hara and Sulli; water splashed everywhere, and the laughter and screams startled the two seagulls sunning themselves in the villa courtyard, causing them to fly away.

The final result was that Lin Xiuyuan, who hadn't been ruthless, was directly "bullied" by the two young women.

Goo Hara took advantage of his distraction to pounce from behind and press on his shoulders, while Sulli splashed water on his face from the front; the two cooperated with perfect tacit understanding, leaving Lin Xiuyuan only able to parry, with no strength to fight back.

But listening to the happy, silver-bell-like laughter in his ears, crisp and bright, Lin Xiuyuan felt that the price of being bullied wasn't actually something he couldn't accept.

One could even say it was quite worth it.

After playing around in the pool, the two young women were a bit tired. Once the frenzy of their play ended, they began looking for places to lounge lazily.

One chose to lie on an inflatable swim ring, floating on the water face-up with her eyes closed to sunbathe.

The other climbed onto a giant inflatable floating duck, lying on its back with her two feet dangling in the water, kicking up splashes every now and then.

Lin Xiuyuan was left alone, leaning against the edge of the pool with his elbows propped up, comfortably admiring the beautiful scene before him.

Then, thinking of something, he raised a finger from the water to point at the sun overhead and asked with concern, "Zhenli, did you two put on sunscreen? Don't come blaming me if you end up peeling from the sun later."

"Oppa, are you thinking of applying sunscreen for Unnie when you say that?"

Hearing Lin Xiuyuan's words, Sulli on the floating duck immediately rolled over halfway, resting her chin on the duck's head.

She teased him with a mischievous smile.

Goo Hara, inside the swim ring, also opened her eyes and tilted her head toward Lin Xiuyuan, her lips pursed slightly and her gaze filled with anticipation.

She wanted to hear what the other would say.

As it turned out, Lin Xiuyuan smiled broadly and gave an answer that completely exceeded both their expectations: "No, I meant if you've both applied it, could you help me apply some too? I haven't put any on."

He said it very righteously, as if the request were the most normal thing in the world.

Then he was splashed with water by the two of them again.

After the splashing, there was another burst of laughter in the pool; Sulli and Goo Hara laughed until they were leaning backward, nearly falling off the floating duck and the swim ring.

However, splashing aside, ten minutes later, Lin Xiuyuan was lying on the beach chair with the parasol, his entire back exposed to the air, his skin glowing with a healthy sheen from the sun.

Sulli sat on the edge of the beach chair, one leg dangling on the ground and the other folded on the chair, squeezing lotion from the sunscreen bottle into her palm.

First, she rubbed the sunscreen between her palms, and then those soft, delicate hands pressed against Lin Xiuyuan's back.

Starting from the shoulder blades, she slowly and evenly applied it downward along the line of his spine.

The sunscreen was coconut-scented; it felt cool to the touch when applied, then quickly warmed by his body heat, turning into a thin, oily layer coating his skin.

While applying it, Sulli said with a giggle, "Oppa, Unnie is thin-skinned, but if you had said a few more words just now, maybe she would have been the one to help you apply it; it definitely would have been more comfortable than me."

"Nagging. Do I look like that kind of person to you?" Although Lin Xiuyuan's face was pressed against his crossed arms, he still turned his head to look at Sulli.

But just as he finished speaking, Sulli's retort landed on him right on time.

Not a second off, as if she had been prepared and was just waiting for him to provide the opening: "You do. Unless, Oppa, you have the ability not to open The Gate and go back to bother others tonight. If you really don't go back, then I'll believe you're not that kind of person."

Hearing this incisive commentary, Lin Xiuyuan chose to remain silent and turned his head back.

He didn't respond with a single word.

Just now in the pool, he had been pressing and rubbing against two fair, tender young women in the water.

That sensation, that temperature, that friction of being near yet far.

To say he felt absolutely nothing would be self-deception.

In this state, if he didn't find a bed to crawl into tonight and resolve this issue, the gun barrel would surely explode from being blocked.

So, no matter what, he had to crawl into a bed tonight.

Even if Jesus came, there would be no room for negotiation.

Seeing Lin Xiuyuan go silent as usual, Sulli, who was used to this pattern, didn't feel truly angry but still hummed in frustration through her nose.

Then she lifted her hand from his back and slapped his lower back.

*Slap! * The sound was neither loud nor soft, but it was very clear in the quiet afternoon backyard.

The force was also well-controlled—it didn't hurt, but it was enough for someone to clearly perceive that Sulli's little mood was being conveyed through this slap.

Thus, Lin Xiuyuan immediately began his pacification work: "How could that be? I already said I came here to accompany you on vacation, why would I run back? Right? Wouldn't that be a waste of such a good hotel stay?"

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, then you sleep with The Gate open tonight, Xiuyuan."

Over by the pool, Goo Hara, who was soaking in the water and kicking leisurely, seemed to have heard Lin Xiuyuan's words and threw that sentence over with a laugh.

And Sulli was also awakened by Goo Hara's words.

The small hands that were applying sunscreen to Lin Xiuyuan's back, in the process of rubbing, unknowingly slipped from his back to his waist.

Her fingers nimbly pinched the two pieces of soft flesh on his sides; the force wasn't heavy, but it carried a coquettish threat: "That's right, Oppa, I think Unnie is quite right. Why don't you sleep with The Gate open tonight?"

Not letting him crawl into a bed, and not even letting him take off?

Lin Xiuyuan silently grumbled in his heart.

Facing these two young women singing in harmony, although he couldn't say anything too direct or vulgar, a little teasing was still perfectly fine.

So he coughed, cleared his throat, and was just about to say something to counterattack.

But before he could speak, his intention was seen through by Sulli, who gave him another light slap on the back, laughing happily: "Don't think about trying to fool us."

But after that slap, Sulli's gaze was suddenly attracted to a certain spot on Lin Xiuyuan's waist.

Her originally smiling expression froze slightly for a moment, as if she had seen something that surprised her.

She lowered her head and leaned in closer, staring intently at that spot for several seconds, before finally reaching out a finger to poke it and asking in surprise, "Wow, oppa, you actually have dimples of Venus? How is that possible?"

"Dimples of Venus? I don't know, I can't see behind me."

Hearing Xueli's voice, Lin Xiuyuan answered lazily with his eyes narrowed.

At this moment, he was wholeheartedly enjoying the massage and application from Xueli's small hands; those hands were soft and doughy, and combined with the warm California sunshine, he felt so relaxed that he was in a half-dreaming, half-waking state, not even wanting to waste the energy to lift his eyelids.

Meanwhile, Goo Hara over by the pool, having heard Xueli's exclamation of surprise, also had her curiosity piqued.

So she immediately climbed out of the pool, her feet wet as she stepped onto the non-slip tiles, grabbed a bath towel from the back of a chair to drape over her shoulders, and walked over to stand beside Xueli.

Then she bent down and took a serious look in the direction Xueli was pointing.

After a few glances, she reached out and touched it directly.

The feel of her fingers was different from Xueli's; Xueli's were gentle, slowly rubbing and pressing.

But Goo Hara was much more direct, her sharp manicured nails tapping on those two small indentations, then rubbing back and forth twice.

It was as if she were confirming that this structure was real and not just a visual illusion caused by the light.

While touching, she said, "It's real. It's quite rare for men to have dimples of Venus; looking at it now, it's actually quite sexy. And Xiuyuan, your butt is quite perky too."

"Is it perkier than Captain America's?"

Lin Xiuyuan, temporarily treating himself as a display model, asked back in a very cooperative tone.

"Ah..." Xueli and Goo Hara were both stumped by this question.

You have to know that it was only 2014, and the first *Captain America* movie had just been released; that classic "perky butt" meme was still far from circulating on the internet.

So Xueli and Goo Hara completely failed to get the point of Lin Xiuyuan's joke.

The two looked at each other in confusion, unable to respond for a moment.

But soon, the two changed their approach, pulling the situation back onto a track they were familiar with.

For instance, Xueli had already moved her hand away from the dimples of Venus and continued applying the remaining sunscreen to his back, asking in a very studious tone as she did so, "Oppa, I heard that people with perky butts are very capable. Is that true?"

"Zhenli, you shouldn't be asking Xiuyuan that... you should be asking YoonA and the others," Goo Hara teased, standing to the side wrapped in her bath towel.

Xueli then continued, "That's true, but sorry, it's more convenient to ask oppa."

Seeing that the two were chatting more and more unrestrainedly, with the direction of the conversation vaguely sliding toward an unfavorable path, Lin Xiuyuan keenly sensed a bit of a crisis.

He felt that if he kept lying there without moving and let them continue their discussion, he might end up being stripped bare next.

So he made a prompt decision; before the conversation could slide to an unmanageable point, he pushed his hands against the beach chair and nimbly sat up.

The movement was quite large, giving both Xueli and Goo Hara, who were reciting lines, a start.

Both of them leaned back simultaneously.

Lin Xiuyuan dropped the line, "I'm going to change my swim trunks," then stood up, grabbed the towel draped over the chair, threw it over his shoulder, and walked into the house with long strides without looking back.

The entire sequence of movements was fluid, crisp, and clean.

Watching his fast-departing back, Goo Hara's expression, which had been a bit excited and curious, slowly fell.

She raised her hand to wrap her bath towel tighter, brushed the hair blown by the wind away from her face, and then turned to look at Xueli, who was still sitting on the beach chair, and laughed, "Just as you said, Zhenli, this guy guards himself against you very tightly."

"No, unnie, against us. Thank you, don't try to run away either."

Xueli looked at Goo Hara with a smile, tightened the cap on the sunscreen bottle in her hand, placed it on the small round table next to the beach chair, and her voice held a hint of schadenfreude.

Because previously, it had only been her being guarded by Lin Xiuyuan in this way.

Now that someone was finally keeping her company, the feeling was actually quite nice.

Goo Hara was stunned, not expecting Xueli to include her as well.

At first, she wanted to refute it, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed Xueli wasn't wrong.

Lin Xiuyuan's escape just now was aimed at both of them, not just Xueli alone.

So being included wasn't unfair at all.

Thinking of this, Goo Hara immediately slumped her face, muttering with a sense of depression, "No, is that guy sick? Two young and beautiful girls like us are standing here, why is he running? He doesn't think we're ghosts, does he?"

"If oppa came back from the year '25, that might be possible, but he's from right here, so I can't be sure either. I guess he just doesn't want to."

Xueli shook her head, looking at the back door Lin Xiuyuan had just entered, and pouted.

"Psychological barrier?" Goo Hara suggested a new possibility.

Perhaps Lin Xiuyuan didn't *not* want to, but had something he couldn't get past in his heart, such as an age gap, a status gap, or some rules he had set for himself.

Xueli shook her head again; she really didn't know.

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