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pouring back. He remembered how much he had loved him once, no, not once, but still to this day, he loved him so deeply. Why did he forget the memory of Riyadh, yet still felt guilty marrying Mo Yao...et go of the gun. He staggered to Mo Yao's side, kneeling beside him. The usually handsome and charming man was almost in tears, looking helplessly at Mo Yao lying on the ground. 。"Brother, wake up,...