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... ng’an looked at Xiao Jingsan on the chair.
The young man covered his face, his shoulders shaking, completely shedding his usual nonchalance. His pain and struggle cut through like a knife scraping flesh and bone in these few brief laughs.
The peach blossom petals on the ground seemed to have become slightly damp, wilting in on themselves. Su Ming’an shifted his gaze, looking towards the vast starry sky.
The night sky was so immense, as if it gathered the hopes of all livi ...
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