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... ried away by the wind.
The Little Taoist was no more, leaving only a Taoist with tears streaming down his face, reaching out a hand, trying to grasp it all.
Tears streaked the Taoist's face as he looked at Wen Yan, his eyes filled with pleading.
"I beg you, can I, just one more glance, just one..."
Wen Yan remained silent, so the Taoist continued.
"Don't you want my answer? I can give it to you now. The person I miss has nothing to do with you. That statue ...
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