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... s mind, a figure swiftly passed by.
Feng Wuya’s face flushed, as he hurriedly said, "Mother, I wasn’t thinking about her, I just feel a bit anxious."
"Anxious about what?" Murong Yu knew her son, he didn’t like lying, but some things, some feelings, he might not be clear about himself.
Feng Wuya was truly anxious.
Two days had passed, and he still felt uneasy, but everyone here seemed to be deceiving him.
Yet it also seemed like everyone was telling the tr ...
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