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When Gu Yanshen returned from the regiment’s meeting, the sky had already darkened.
The wind in Beijiang cut against his face like a knife. He walked quickly, harboring a trace of worry even he hadn’t noticed.
That delicate city girl, staying alone in that dilapidated house, could she be curled up in a corner crying?
He pushed open the creaky wooden door, ready to be greeted by desolation and a tear-streaked face.
However, the scene behind the door left him ...
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