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"Don't worry about me." After staring blankly for a while, Han Sifeng put down his chopsticks and said as he looked at the patterns on the side of the bowl.

"Worried? Why should I worry about you? " Han Muyun was so angry that he laughed. "Who the hell would worry about you!?" I just don't want you to find a sick person to be your friend! "

"You know Xiao Yin's illness