After being ill for several days, Gu Lishang kept asking people to send him clothes, flowers, antiques, embroidery, everything, but not himself. I looked pale and frightened when I saw them piling these things all over the house. I suspected that they regarded me as a terminally ill patient. I also saw that man's ungrateful face in my dream. He touched my forehead and said in a heavy voice, "Be good, I can give you anything."
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The number of frames in this chapter is shocking, but I enjoyed reading it.
I have read it, which proves that I am still alive. Come on!