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... n the middle of the night, before he went to bed, he read under the lights at night, looked up and saw a figure standing outside the door, motionless.
"Zile?"
He put down the book and picked the wick that was gradually burning black. The candle lighted up again.
Gao Huan pushed open the half-closed door, walked in, and knelt down toward Gao Qiao.
"Uncle! It's all my fault, so I'm tired of aunt blaming you and making my sister sad..."
Gao Huan's young, childish ...
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