Yun Lin stood at the door of the Jie Tong House, quietly looking at the street where only Mo Cun was alone. Mo Cun stretched out his hand tremblingly, waiting for Yun Lin to run over and hold his hand as before. But on the contrary, Yun Lin's eyes changed from fear to disgust, and he turned and ran out of Mo Cun's sight. Mo Cun's hand gradually dropped, clenching and then loosening, as if tears were trembling in his eyes.
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