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... and his wounds were not easily healed. I felt a bit of regret and was conflicted inside. This might be the last time I could bully him, might as well be fierce.
Like in the past, I faced the mirror and helped him fix his tie and insincerely warned, “Remember to wear sweaters with high collars when you go to work. Otherwise, people will laugh at you.”
“…” He refused to reply.
I pretended to examine his wounds and seized the chance to change the subject, “Is your anemia ve ...
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