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... weeping, like a mournful lament, exceptionally plaintive and melancholy.
This sound had been drifting through Xia Guoxiong’s mind for more than a decade, specifically since Du Wanting had died, to the point where almost every deep night he could hear it.
For so many years, on New Year’s Eve, he seriously contemplated for the first time whether what he did was right or not.
Xia Guoxiong himself was a genuine pauper, with average looks and a bit of cleverness, yet he harbor ...
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