She gnawed while crying.
“Miss Ava, what’s wrong with you?”
Sister Wu came in from the outside, saw Ava burst into tears, and asked nervously.
“Spicy.” Ava lowered his head, her tone a little choked.
She held a tomato in one hand and wiped her tears in the other, but her tears were flowing like a fountain, and she couldn’t stop it.
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