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He was flipping through a book in one hand, stroking her long hair with the other. There was a sweet and tender sweetness in the air. Words could be false, but this warm atmosphere couldn't.Warm sleep...th no luster at all. His eyes were big, round, and bright, his lips were bloodless. Xiaobai pinched his face with his hand, feeling that he could pull up a layer of wrinkles.Little Bai was deeply upse...