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... en I’ll call you again tomorrow morning to wake you up.” Ji Heng: .

Must you really call?

The next day, Thursday.

As soon as Ji Heng opened his eyes, he saw the person squatting by his bed.

“Grandpa,” Bai Lian had been listening to English vocabulary, but upon seeing him open his eyes, she turned off the sound, “Are you awake?”

Ji Heng: .

Afterward, wherever he went, Bai Lian followed:

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