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... t there’s a kind of cold that makes your dad worry you’re cold.
Before she could respond, Mr. Lin stuffed another larger bag through the car window.
"Forgot to bring warm clothes, right? Put it on." Mr. Lin looked at Nianhe, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Half a year had passed, and Comrade Old Lin’s white hair had increased somewhat.
Nianhe replied and opened the bag, pulling out a thick coat and putting it on.
"Dad, is Mom still busy?" Nianhe asked, "My ...
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