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Standing under the dilapidated low eaves, behind him was the setting sun, its twilight casting across his surroundings. Jiang Zhihao felt as if he had just woken from a dream.,The moment Jiang Zhihao saw his son, tears welled up in his eyes.,"Roast duck, you've always wanted to eat it, haven't you" Zhong Jiawei forced a smile onto her face, though it seemed rather strained.。

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