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Feng Zhi went to the boarding gate.
ng Fu stood at the sa spot and did not leave. Beside her, the little radish tilted its head slightly and looked at ng Fu.
ng Fu recognized him. He was Feng Zhi’s son, Feng Xi.
He held his mother’s hand and pursed his lips as he watched Feng Zhi leave.
His eyes were a little red, but he did not cry.
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