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... ntarily spaced out. Seeing Gu Xiyao at the door, he felt another pang of loss.
His expression was etched on his weary and haggard face at this moment. Gu Xiyao witnessed it and swallowed hard, carrying a bouquet into the room.
Lu Beichen remained unmoved, holding the hand of the petite woman in silence.
His broad back always seemed so imposing. When she used to follow behind him, Gu Xiyao always felt that with this wall of protection, no matter how big or numerous the dif ...
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