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The child, An An, was quiet and didn't speak. But her big eyes clearly showed her joy, and she became even more focused on building her block house.,Lin Wan softly said, "But the baby was holding onto me, and those terrified eyes made my heart ache. I couldn't bear to leave the child at the police station...",Lin Wan thought of the conversation between those who were obviously not good people, and then looked at the child hiding. Her mind buzzed, and when she came to her senses, she was already holding the smelly child and quickly walked into a nearby clothing store. She changed the child's clothes and put on a matching little hat.。