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... en put an old flower hairpin of hers into Tang Yin's small ponytail. Complaining, she looked so boyish. Tang Yin shrugged her shoulders. It was better if Dad thought about her as a boy. The two made a lovely pair. Black-haired and bright-eyed, with matching clothes and holding each other's hands. She was a little smaller and slimmer, with pale skin and a tiny mischievous smile. On the other hand, he was a bit stern, too earnest, and brimming with health. Resembling a small adult.
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