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... ossibly want to let go of Ji Wei’s hand?
But dragging it out would only prolong the pain—better a sharp cut than prolonged suffering. He didn’t want to see her endure even greater agony later.
A stabbing pain shot through his chest. Beads of sweat gathered densely on Gu Moqian’s forehead. That familiar cramping sensation made his whole body tremble. Instinctively, he stepped back a few paces.
Gu Moqian bit his lip tightly and turned to leave.
Seeing his unsteady s ...
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