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Mo Shangqian put his face close to Pann Xiaoman's, rubbing her face as he reached out to caress her hair. Unconsciously, he coiled her long hair around his palm, circle after circle, circle after circle. At this moment, Pann Xiaoman, the emaciated figure, the lonely look in her eyes and the sadness coming out from her bones made Mo Shangqian's heart ache.

Mo Shangqian loved Pann Xiaoman.

Yes