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... ingshui’s cheek.
His expression didn’t change.
But the tears kept coming, one after another, quietly falling from his chin.
They flowed like small rivers, trailing from his face to the foggy sea below.
Each drop vanished into the mist without a sound.
His pupils slowly faded from white back to dark gray. His sharp, focused wide gaze softened.
His usual sleepy eyes returned, as if he had just finished a long day.
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