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... d Lurking in the Future_4 He could even clearly feel the wrinkles on Zheng Xiangyue’s hands,
the faint tremors,
a touch cooler than his own body heat.
The hands of the old, the young, and the children.
He had also held Zheng Xiangyue’s hand and even carried her.
So delicate, so weightless.
But now, 600 years later, the adolescent Zheng Xiangyue had turned into a centenarian, and it was her hand holding Lin Xian’s.
“Thank you, for giving me ...
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