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... son in his embrace. Her frame was small; he felt as if the slightest pressure would break her bones.
His thoughts drifted back to that night in the wooden cabin.
Halfway up the mountain, on a stormy night, with no one else in sight.
She had been like a delicate, shattered flower, her petals roughly crushed into a sticky nectar.
Zhou Cangyan could still remember the feeling of that nectar coating his hands...
His eyes suddenly turned dark and inscrutable. < ...
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