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weak and drawn out with long sighs, like a seriously ill patient. It made Rong Ling ache with such tenderness that he wanted to take the illness from her himself."Be good, don't speak, I'm right her...sing through her body. She prayed silently, hoping he would agree to her wishes. But Rong Ling's response was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing her fervor."No." He basically didn't...