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It seemed as if he was waiting for a reply, or perhaps just speaking to himself. When the moment arrived, the little man could no longer hold back his tears and burst into sobs.,Word after word, sentence after sentence, it seemed as if the little one was about to lose their composure. Their tiny hands, stained crimson, clutched at their mouth, gasping for breath. Each question, however, brought a pang of sorrow to the listener and welled up tears in their eyes.,"Even a tiger doesn't eat its own cubs, is father going to kill me"。