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n a daze, warm heart filled with sorrow. Not ink, but I hope tomorrow, you still remember me.……When Ye Fei-mo awoke, it was the second day. Mo Xiaobai's cruise ship had already docked at the seaside,...Chen's fist was drenched in blood, dripping onto the ground as he seemed to lose all strength, collapsing to his knees in exhaustion. 。Because of the violent physical collision, this all-or-nothing f...