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... felt a warm touch coming from the front of his shirt.
He didn’t force her to lift her head to see her tears, just held her head close to him, allowing her to vent first.
Shi Su didn’t cry for long, but her face was too messy now, so she didn’t lift her head, just stayed close in his arms, murmuring: "I’m sorry, I lost my composure."
In Jing Jihan’s embrace, there seemed to be a power that gradually calmed her mood, as if a strange and immense sense of security wrapped ar ...
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