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... escaping the capital, every night, Lu Hai Kong hadn’t slept well. While sleeping, he would begin kicking. I pressed his legs. Only after he stopped struggling would I loosen my hand.
Moonlight shone through the window into the inn. In the moonlight, I saw that Lu Hai Kong’s forehead was full of cold sweat. This little kid; during daytime, he would pretend to be strong, but the night would betray him. No matter how strong he pretended to be, he couldn’t fight his ow ...
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