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Outside the door, the sound of Yang Yang's small fat legs running away had disappeared.

Shen Mo Han, on the other hand, kept holding Su Cen's hand like that, not even letting go when he was drying his clothes, leading him all the way to the bloodshed.

Both of his hands were in his pockets as he stared unblinkingly at the inside. Lying on the bed, with one hand holding a pipe