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earily against the sofa, a weariness etched between her brows, and... loneliness. 。Especially at night, it is particularly noticeable. 。As if abandoned by someone 。With a warm smile, he was born into...hand. Mo Yao said, "No, we can't chop it off now. I still need my hands to take you out. Once we're out, I'll immediately chop it off as an apology, okay"“Now chop it up.”"No!""Then get out, or I'll...