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But whether it's true or not, nobody knows.
After a night of disturbance, Li Xiaobao felt somewhat tired. Just as he lay down, Zhang Ling rushed up anxiously.
"Xiaobao, Xiaobao, are you okay?"
Zhang Ling saw Li Xiaobao lying on the bed, fast asleep, and her heart, which had been suspended in worry, instantly fell back into place. She broke into a mix of tears and laughter, with tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes.
"What's the matter? Who bullied you?"
Li Xiaobao opened his eyes and saw Zhang Ling with tears in her eyes like rain on pear blossoms. He immediately jumped up from the bed, ready to fight whoever was responsible.
"You!"
Zhang Ling looked at Li Xiaobao and burst into laughter, her face still wet with tears, and playfully said, "It's you!"
"How did I bully you then?"
Li Xiaobao, seeing her state, quickly tried to console her.
"It was you who made me worry all night long!"