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Little White had always been lying on his father's shoulder. He knew that dung was very sad, but he didn't know how to comfort it.

Turning his head to look at Liang Liang, he saw that Liang Liang was still beautiful, but he seemed to have fallen asleep.

He went to bed and gently called out for his mother. Good mother, good Liang Liang, beautiful Liang Liang