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... e called out by her ear, soft and sticky, but anxious.
Zhuang Qingning opened her eyes and saw a young girl with a worried expression.
The girl had a thin face, her cheeks slightly sunken in, and her hair some sort of yellowish-brown. At first glance, it was clear that she was suffering from chronic malnutrition. The robe draped around her was clearly an old one handed down from her older sister, too big for her small frame. It made her look like a large-headed doll. Even her hai ...
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