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... l hand, soft and white, with her palm open: "Give it back to me."
"Do you want your school bag?"
"Don’t want it."
"Not going to study anymore?"
"Mom doesn’t accompany me."
"What’s your name?"
"Chi Yao."
"Chi Yao??"
The man couldn’t help but laugh, reaching out to gently pinch the little girl’s soft, white cheek: "Who would name themselves that?"
The little girl huffed again, very prideful, "I am Chi Yao! Chi Yao! Chi Yao!" < ...
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