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Perhaps knowing that Lin Yunxi was trying to comfort him, Lin Yunchu didn't smash chestnuts against her head again. Instead, he gently patted the top of her head.

Lin Yunxi's heart was not feeling good either — I'm paying my respects to my own body, what kind of mood would this be?

The two siblings were silent for a moment. One was trapped in grief

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