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... side in the early morning.
Inside
Seeing the sleeping youth shaking his head as if terrified, Lin Qiao reached out and nudged him, "Uncle, Uncle?"
After a while, the youth opened his eyes, filled with sorrow and hatred. Their gaze met, and Lin Qiao couldn’t help but feel a chill.
His eyes were too much like those of the villain in her dreams.
She took a few steps back and tried to call again, "Uncle?"
Could the villain have returned too?
Wo ...
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