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... the orphanage.
At dusk, the children would gather in the courtyard behind the orphanage, either chasing and roughhousing or sitting together, playing with puzzles.
But he was never among those figures.
Ke Yongzhu could only pluck a blade of grass from the ground, silently sitting in a corner of the yard.
With his eyes cast down, he idly scratched the ground with that blade of grass.
Sometimes he would look up, pretending not to care, glancing at the childr ...
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