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Su Wanwan sat on the office chair with a cloth bag bigger than herself in her small hands, waving her little legs in the air one by one.,Su Giji listened as the other party spoke in fits and starts for two or three minutes. His brain finally summarized a point:,The city walls lay broken, dilapidated and withered. Everywhere you looked, collapsed houses stood as silent witnesses to ruin. And the earth was covered in a carpet of shattered brick, a mosaic of broken pieces like autumn leaves, decaying silently.。