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Lynnsey was somewhat defeated by him. She sat by the bedside, uncovered the congee, scooped a spoonful and handed it to the man's lips, saying softly, "Open your mouth." Ray obediently opened his mouth. The tasteless congee swirled in his mouth before he swallowed it. This was the most delicious congee he had ever eaten. A smile curved his lips as he slowly said, "I want more." "Do you know what you look like now?" Lynnsey looked at him, her lips curving with interest. Ray didn't understand, "What do I look like?" The words "stray dog" were about to come out of Lynnsey's mouth but she swallowed them back. She said in a slightly annoyed tone, "Like Spike." "You're wrong, it should be that he looks like me," Ray didn't feel embarrassed at all, "he is my son, who else would he look