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A gentle breeze blew in through the window, causing the gauze curtains to sway slightly. Standing before the glass wall, which occupied one-third of the entire wall, one could see a magnificent view stretching out far and wide. However, from outside, no one could see inside.,Lin Wan didn't get angry either. From the moment she picked up the baby, she hadn't heard the baby speak.,Gu Yanran: No, since ancient times, childhood sweethearts aren't destined to be together in literature. In stories, childhood friends will turn against each other, fighting to the death.。