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heart and took her, intermittently holding onto her, every time letting her taste a bit of sweetness before stopping abruptly, asking her—"Who am I""Who am I""Who am I"Please provide the text you woul...!"Rong Ling looked at Lin Meng like this, her heart clenched into a ball. Such she, so fragile, seemed that anyone who pressed on her just a little bit would shatter her, make her disappear.Lin Meng t...