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... legs and walked forward.
When she came to the tombstone, she lowered her white bouquet in front of the tombstone, and stood up. "Mom, I'm coming to see you."
These three years, her voice is still cold and sweet.
At this time, a gust of wind was blowing, and the leaves were rustling. Mother Lin on the tombstone looked at the two people with a smile.
When Lin Lin left, she entrusted Lin Shizhen to Fu Qinglun, but unfortunately, Fu Qinglun was not at that time.
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