Hua Ruyi was at a loss in the face of her who was whimpering and sobbing and couldn't help herself, he had always been the most afraid of women crying. His hands hurriedly groped up and down in his coat and trouser pockets, rummaging and rummaging, but he couldn't find a tissue, so he had to carefully fold his used handkerchief to the other side and handed it to her. She unceremoniously grabbed the handkerchief, pressed the corners of her eyes, returned the wiped handkerchief to him, and said in a choked voice: "Your handkerchief is...

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