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... eded up, noises, and crying became clearer.
"Yuanlang, Yuanlang--"
The mother Chu, who was crying into tears, choked at the lake, shouting in a loud voice.
Chu Qingyan looked in the direction of his mother's own shouting, a figure who was too familiar with him was struggling in the lake.
On the shore, a few joke-laughing teenagers laughed recklessly, until Chu Qingyan's cold eyes glanced at him, and then he shrank slightly, then straightened his back, and looked back ...
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