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a pain so deep he didn't know what to say. Language could wound someone so deeply, he finally understood. Like a knife, it pierced his heart fiercely, bringing excruciating pain, despair, and madness....Mo Yao let out a breath without showing any emotion. His Xiaobai had arrived, though two hours later than expected, he was still happy. Mo Yao's happiness sometimes came in peculiar ways; stoic and poker-faced, it was impossible to tell if he was happy or not.

Mò Xiǎobái had already changed into his pajamas, and as soon as he lifted the covers, he lay down. He was used to sleeping with Mò Yáo, and it felt normal to him. He couldn't sleep well without Mò Yáo by his side. Although sometimes in the middle of the night, when he woke up and saw himself hugging Mò Yáo tightly, he felt a little awkward, he still really liked sleeping beside Mò Yáo. 。on you. You won't even have a chance to win her back."Ka Ka looked at Mo Yao intently, a slight smile playing on his lips. With great charm, he asked, "Mo Yao, why must I be with Wu Shuang How do you...