Mom wraps the red envelopes. Dad pretends not to look. 团团 drools over the table. At night, father and son tiptoe in from both sides… the light flicks on, and they both point: 不是我,是他.
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Mom wraps the red envelopes. Dad pretends not to look. 团团 drools over the table. At night, father and son tiptoe in from both sides… the light flicks on, and they both point: 不是我,是他.