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... a meal that was neither lukewarm nor lukewarm.
She didn't say much from the beginning to the end. Hang's mother chattered endlessly, Bei Qiu didn't respond to a word, but she would respond to what Hang's father said.
After eating, I went back to the house.
At night, Bei Qiu didn't go to bed so quickly, but waited for someone to arrive.
Sure enough, Mother Hang knocked on Bei Qiu's door.
In this family, the younger sister's timidity, Hang's mother's guilt and l ...
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