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... ge appetites.
Qi Shaobai didn’t hear Sheng Mumu’s words.
Standing in front of the malt sugar stall, scenes of the few times he had spent time alone with his dad floated through his mind.
At the beginning of 10th grade when the school held a parents meeting, his dad happened to not be busy that day and came.
On the way home after the meeting, Qi Shaobai saw his dad ask the driver to stop and buy a bag of malt sugar.
He seemed to like eating this.
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