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... ng Qiao could tell that her daughter was scared, so she reached out and hugged her tightly, her voice gentle.
"Oh, but I still feel a little bit scared," Si Tiantian’s eyes rolled around uncontrolled, inevitably looking toward the window.
The curtain wasn’t drawn, and it was pitch black outside the window at this moment, with the streetlight casting fuzzy shadows of trees, resembling a silhouette.
In the story, demons would snatch children from the windows, which made Si ...
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