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... a. Fu Xiyao sat down on the sofa and patted the seat beside her. “Senior Ling, come over here.”
Ling limu walked over and sat beside her.
Fu Xiyao held his injured hand. Just now, when he held the knife like that, there were two long cuts on his palm. Fu Xiyao’s heart ached when she saw it. She wished that she could share the pain with him.
If he hadn’t appeared in time, the knife would have landed on her body.
He was injured to save her.
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