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Pann Xiaoman sighed softly.

His heart was stuck in his chest with an indescribable heaviness.

On the dresser beside him, there was a pair of cute and silly clay figurines. Because of the long years, the little clay figurine had lost some color, but it still had a smile on its face and looked vivid. Pann Xiaoman couldn't help but pick up the two little clay figurines and look at them dumbly