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... ifts Overnight
The old general’s sobs, like a rusty knife, sliced through the stagnant air of the activity center.
"Old chief!"
Director Qian was the first to react, rushing to support the wheelchair.
The guard was flustered, wanting to pat the old general’s back.
As he extended his hand halfway, he froze.
He did not dare.
Dozens of grey-haired old men all stood up.
Those playing chess toppled the chessboard.
Those playing cards ...
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