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The black text and white paper were like sharp daggers, bit by bit falling on Kang Zeyu's heart.

He stretched out his hand and held his forehead.

The space between his eyebrows was tightly folded, and his heart was surging with pain and discomfort.

"Pa Da Pa Da …"

Tears fell from his eyes, falling onto the paper.

One drop after another, more and more, until finally