In the upper left corner of the house was a swarthy ghost baby, who was soaking in the breath of the old man on the bed, not to mention how much he enjoyed his happy expression. As it sucked, the old man on the bed became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't see it anymore. And the people in the room were even more anxious. "It looks like the old man is really going to leave us forever." "Mrs. Sue, section...

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