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Wen Qingyan couldn't wipe the tears from her eyes.

The man looked at her with a pained expression. His large hand gently wiped her face. His parched throat let out a hoarse voice filled with heartache.

"Yanyan, you have me in the future, don't be afraid."

Song Sze looked at the girl in front of him and felt his heart ache. He swore that in the future