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... ingxi’s palm.
The slightly cold fingertips were immediately wrapped in warmth.
The noisy sounds around them faded away like a stream, leaving only the voice of the elderly Mr. Zhang, who seemed to be her grandfather, answering a phone call, and her sister’s gentle yet particularly steady voice: "Don’t be afraid, what will come will come."
She couldn’t deny that she was indeed a little afraid and hesitant at the moment.
Even if she and that elderly Mr. Zhang were r ...
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