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... y into his aunt’s eyes, waiting for her answer.
Nan Wan pressed her lips together, ruffled his hair, and smiled gently, "Of course not."
"But mom always hides on the balcony to cry, she seems really sad."
Hearing Jiashu’s words, Nan Wan could almost picture the scene: in the quiet night, Shen Zhimei hugging her knees, nestled on the sofa, tears streaming down her face but not daring to make a sound.
In Nan Wan’s memory, she had never cried, not even when Nan Ze wa ...
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