In the winter when he was 13 years old, Wen Jing held the scarred Wen Ying in front of him and cried loudly. The thin man in his arms raised his hand to gently wipe away Wen Jing's uncontrollable tears.
"A Jing, don't cry, one day we will escape from here."
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"Brother, can I still have you in my life?"
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"Then just think of it as doing it for me and keep living."
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[Twins redeem each other, I am your shadow, you are my mirror.
Intention: For you, I am willing to live