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She wanted to stop, but the pen in her hand couldn’t stop. Every stroke reminded her of her younger days when she would lay on the table and draw him every day.
it turned out that she still remembered how he looked when he was young after so many years.
When she finished the last stroke, a tear fell on the paper, smudging the lines and blurring her eyes.
Xue ‘er closed her eyes and covered them with her hands.
It was as if she had returned to the past and ...
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