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Chapter 125: Moonlight on the Rooftops
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... a small while, the scenery on the rooftop had descended into a temporary stillness.
“Mister Bai, your mother….” Tang Xinyun’s voice had been the one to dispel the silence that had befallen the two.
“My mother passed away when I was only nine years old. And later, my grandfather–the remaining person in my life who relied on me and I on them–passed away as well. With only myself to rely upon, I had to work in a meager rice shop and move rice bags for my food…..” Bai Yunfei’s voice had ...
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