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... the person before her overlapped with a face from her memory, and her heart ached slightly.
She had once looked at someone like this, and that person would gently look at her and say, "Xiaoqi, you are good, really great. No matter how hard it gets, you must hang on, you have to survive. Only by surviving is there hope, and only then can you... come home."
Now she had come home, carrying that person’s hope with her.
"Big sister?"
Shen Qinglan’s gaze flickered and ...
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