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“Because he'd tasted the suffering of unanswered yearning and understood the pain of lovers separated, Gu Mang tenderly refused to let others experience it too. But he had fallen in love and gotten attached—and, with one move, forsaken the love of his life.”

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Remnants of Filth: Yuwu (Novel) Vol. 6

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