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... in the future.”

A voice choked with sobs echoed, “Xiaohan, don’t say that…” “Get out, all of you, I don’t want to see you…”

Lu Miao stepped forward and knocked on the door of the ward.

The voice inside the ward paused for a moment, and then footsteps could be heard.

A woman in her thirties, with reddened eyes, opened the door upon seeing Lu

Miao in her school uniform. “Are you a classmate of Xiaohan?”

Upon realizing that she had come to visit Shen Muhuan ...

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