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had a cold expression, his profile sharply defined with angular lines, revealing an impassive demeanor.She had long been accustomed to it, the corners of her brows slightly curved. Her dark eyes shone...or this thoughtfulness."Son, come with me. I'm afraid if we leave them here, they'll be abused!"Saying that, he returned to the locker room and continued to pack.Two little kids, they kept looking at...