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... nd eye to the suffering of others. Yet when such misfortunes landed on his own shoulders, he couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming urge to cry.
The house was barren, with large patches of white paint peeling off to reveal the cement underneath. The corners showed signs of mold. Liu Changqing couldn’t hide his disdain for this messy and dilapidated environment.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t endure hardship. But now, as a divorced father of two, he felt a strong desire to fulfill his ...
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