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face looked even colder. Liu Haomin watched and felt that she had come today, it should not have been in vain! After all, Lin Meng, that woman, looked quite young, like a vase, a woman who looked goo...called out softly, walked in, and finally sat down by the bed. But the lump huddled under the blanket remained motionless. She leaned over, gently lifting a corner of the cool quilt, and was met with...