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... the sky, seemingly ready to rain at any moment.
Twelve-year-old Zhang Fan sat alone, curled up in the corner of the school corridor, staring blankly at the sky. His gloomy face matched the weather, and all that could be seen in his eyes was numbness.
"The new student who just transferred is named Zhang Fan. I heard his mom just died in a car accident."
"A child without a mom is like a weed; no wonder he doesn’t talk all day."
"I always feel like he’s strange... Be ...
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