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... in Yan and Qin Yinyin were left. The little one had a low fever and kept murmuring, "Mom..."
Qin Yan felt a pang in her heart.
Her body was covered in injuries. Her arm seemed to have scraped the ground, losing a layer of skin and leaving a thin scab.
Qin Yan observed it little by little.
For the past three years, she had cared for Yinyin, keeping her so safe as if holding a fragile treasure.
She never thought that one day, Yinyin would get hurt so badly. ...
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