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... i out of his daze.
Last night, after the doctor left, he stood vigil by the bedside, motionless.
His thoughts were a mess—he couldn’t delve into them, nor did he dare to.
"Brother Xi, you’re just like Dad. These prickly things growing here, Xiaoyuan doesn’t like them."
Yan Xinxin leaned closer, blinked her eyes, and pointed at the stubble by Mo Chuxi’s mouth, furrowing her brow.
Mo Chuxi came to his senses. He hadn’t slept all night. Even when he closed hi ...
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