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... ixedly at the cold lake. In the ethereal coldness, she seemed to see a small figure.
A thin little girl in an ill-fitting cotton-padded jacket stretched out a pair of small hands that were red and purple from the cold. Her moist eyes looked at her timidly, and there was a humble desire in them— Hug me.
Zhang Li’s entire body trembled, and tears flowed out like a broken dam, covering her vision.
When the little Jing Yao was first brought home, she would look at her like th ...
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