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... he French windows and among the sea of flowers, Xiang Yi was trimming the withered flowers and excess branches of the plants wearing a light-colored straw hat.
She was a patient person, and even if it was repeating simple tasks, she wouldn't get impatient.
Xiang Yu felt a lump form in his throat. It really was his little sister...
Yesterday had not been a dream.
He instinctively picked up his phone and sent a message to the family group chat. Just as h ...
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