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... a mouth left—really a hard mouth to the end.
Inside the seventeen transparent teeth, there were all kinds of scenes: a woman washing diapers, riding a bicycle, carrying a tightly wrapped child, traveling down a winter street.
And then to the simple daily meals, taking care through winter and summer, cold and warm—it all looked so ordinary.
But seeing these ordinary yet day after day, year after year scenes, Wen Yan let out a long sigh.
The love from Lu Jing's moth ...
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