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Qin Sinian noticed that she wasn't sleepy and asked, "Can't you sleep anymore?"

"Yes." Sang Xiaoyu nodded.

Hearing that, Qin Sinian's Adam's apple slowly moved up and down, his five fingers constantly tightening as if they were tormenting each other, "small goldfish, I'm sorry, I couldn't save my child, I didn't protect my good child ?"

"If I'm sorry