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Feng Zi wanted him to hug her, but his hands were so stiff that he didn't hug her as tightly as he used to.

Gu Mojing calmed himself down after a few minutes. It was Zi, Zi's voice, and Zi's appearance. Even though the phone was dim, he could still see it clearly.

A person who lives in the heart, light is not the main thing, but whether or not to really remember