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... lips curled up, but the movement was never completed.
After all, before his father, he has long since been unable to smile completely.
With that half-baked smile, Qi Jing repeated quietly, “I just wanted to call home… ask about how you’re all doing…”
Even though his reply didn’t change from when he talked to his brother, his tone became sour, as he scrunched his nose, and weaker, like a crumpled paper that couldn’t get smoothed out no matter how one tried to press ...
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