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With both hands behind his back, Lang Yan slowly sat up, allowing the tears in his eyes to flow recklessly without wiping them away. He gently hugged Little Yellow, who seemed to be worried about him, in his arms, as if he was talking to it, and then muttered to himself, "It used to be Little San, but now only you are with me!"

In its eyes, there was doubt, confusion, worry and sadness