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... ack at her and smiled, "It’s nothing, I just remembered your great-grandfather, he used to be just like the song, holding my hand, trying to take me to tomorrow."
But though he said it was nothing, Lin Qingyue, who seldom saw him in this posture, was really worried and involuntarily placed her hand on his.
Du Xingguo did not say anything more, just held her hand in return.
His gaze returned to the stage, watching the singer, his emotions immersed in the song, deep within ...
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