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They had lost touch for the past eight years. At nights, when she thought about him, she wanted to cry, but she had suppressed it.
Qin Zhi’ai had held back her feelings for him for so long that the appearance of Liang Doukou crushed her. She curled up on the hotel bed and cried so loudly that others might hear her. She gripped the blanket hard and pressed her face into it.
Her phone she’d tossed on the bed started to ring.
She didn’t answer it even though it ...
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