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... After-work vehicles whiz by, and children leaving school chase each other playfully.
Bai Mo walks along the roadside, hands in pockets, his tall figure casting a long shadow.
Pang Youyou squats on his master's shoulder, wagging its tail, sniffing eastward for the aroma of crawfish and skewers, then westward for the scent of spicy hot pot and roujiamo.
It swallows a mouthful of saliva, nudging its master's head.
"Ying ying ying."
Bai Mo looks into the dist ...
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