Wang Mingzheng was muttering to himself when a fifteen or sixteen-year-old walked towards him. He carried a backpack and had a pair of endearing dimples on his face, radiating youthful energy yet carrying an air of detachment.,Wang Ming, seeing this, was not bothered at all. He turned his eyes and walked towards the opposite street, making way for him. The man, as if relieved, quickly walked away.,In less than three minutes, he finished a large plate of fried rice and, after patting his belly contentedly, leisurely went back.。
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