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Helian Mo held Pann Xiaoman, pressing her body against him like he was holding a child. While he reached out his hand, he gently caressed her hair. "Xiaoman, I don't like your mole. It looks like a tear."

Pann Xiaoman said, "This is a lachrymal nevus."

"Nevus lacrimalis?" Helian Mo asked.

Pann Xiaoman said, "Yes, it's a lachrymal nevus