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... tine white bedsheets were filled with large and small, overlapping turtles...
Turtles!
That style of drawing, even if she didn’t admit it was Zaizai’s doing, there was no denying it!
Her anger vanished in an instant, replaced by guilt, and she quickly hugged her son tight, afraid he would continue to scold her: "Zaizai doesn’t know any better, he’s just over three years old, maybe..."
"Maybe he’s a dimwit who accidentally wandered into my room and then mistook my ...
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