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"I, Little Uncle …"

Lin Ange stopped crying, let go of Lu Yiyao's neck and sat back down.

"Yes. Although that was the first time I saw him, I had an inexplicable sense of trust in him. "

Lu Yiyao caressed the corner of Lin Ange's eyes with a thin cocoon and became more serious.

These memories were like countless wounds that had already healed and scabbed over. Upon recalling it again