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"You all..."
Li Ang opened the door and was suddenly stunned by the sight of the two people at the door.
The two Chinese-American women standing before him were of different ages. The older one appeared to be in her thirties, dressed in a brown cashmere coat, holding an LV tote bag in her left hand and a suitcase in her right.
The other looked to be about fifteen or sixteen, wearing a pink down jacket with her fair skin slightly reddened by the cold wind.
Although they looked somewhat different from his memory, Li Ang recognized them immediately—weren't they his aunt and cousin?
Of course, if it were the original Li Ang here, he would have only seen a few family photos sent over years ago and might not have been able to recognize them.
In this parallel world, he was born in America and had never been to China in over a decade.
