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... step toward them, his voice carrying a faint, barely noticeable panic, “When? You already made plans?”
His eyes were locked on the girl’s face, terrified he’d see shyness or anticipation there.
Bo Jingmo’s heart was pounding wildly, his fingers trembling, and it was hard to maintain his usual composure.
He didn’t dare think—didn’t want to think—about the worst possible outcome.
But right now, Bo Jingmo still couldn’t stop his mind from spiraling, flooded with ima ...
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