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Today. Just like that, Liao Zhenbo held Fu Xiaoqian's hands. He sat there quietly for an entire afternoon.

It was as if he was looking at a person that could disappear at any time. That pair of clear and warm eyes stared unwaveringly at Fu Xiaoqian's face. Whether she was asleep or staring at the ceiling. As long as it was a change in his gaze, he would be able to accurately detect it