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Su Ziluo tightly held the handle of the wheelchair. A wave of bitterness surged up in his heart, burning his chest like a raging flame.

A dull pain...

"Shu Er?"

His voice trembled, and his brow furrowed. His eyes grew moist.

All sorts of memories of the past surged into his mind, beautiful, painful, and sorrowful … Scenes flashed by.

So it turned out that no matter how long passed