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But they didn't believe us, insisted that we eat, and even threatened to beat us.,The east bedroom was filled with cries, but these weren't the usual wails of a child. They were stifled sobs, laced with a deep, heartbreaking sense of grievance that tugged at your heartstrings.,A thin man lay on the dilapidated bed. Though slender, he possessed an indescribable nobility. His black hair was as dark as ink, like cold jade, and his eyebrows and eyes carried a chillingly handsome air.。