Since I caught it from the lake

A baby

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�Juice

Son again

Not to mention fishing

It's all right

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Supper is instant noodles again

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�Juice

I vomited

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Not an adjective

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�She is really

Spit out

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She uses sand

Vomiting

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�Eye

Red eyes

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�日

Put

Tears

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Walked into the tent with grievance

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What

No more eating

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I'm worried

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like

Fruit juice

Can't eat anything

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It's very troublesome

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After we were trapped in Lop Nur

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�I'm the most

Worry about who life

Disease

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�1

Just drink light salt water for everyone

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�Free dehydration

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We don't have a doctor

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What if

Someone lives

Disease

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� Institute

Anyone is tied up

Helpless

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Monsoon goes to the tent to take care of the juice

Son't

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After dinner

�

Baisha walked towards his tent again

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I called him

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�White Sand�

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To be continued...