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... ep, hate cannot rise." Ji Baijian said these words deliberately.
Song Zhizhi just listened, quietly listening to his magnetic and gentle voice.
Ji Baijian packed up the medicine box.
He stood up, picked up the debris on the ground, and then helped Song Zhizhi clean up the remaining dishes.
Song Zhizhi watched Ji Baijian’s retreating figure.
Her throat constantly swelled, her eyes so red they were on the verge of tears.
All the scenes that popped in ...
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