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... r, leaving Aya unsure of how to comfort her.
After all, writing on a young girl’s back like that was truly despicable.
Though words were also stamped on the faces of prisoners, Ming Aoshuang wasn’t a prisoner, but a companion.
Aya even felt like an accomplice, unworthy to comfort the victim.
"Did you... succeed?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Ming Aoshuang slowly turned her head to look at Aya, asking in a low voice, "Did you find out how to leave?"
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