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... d death. [15]
Sure, here’s the translation:
Memory, awakened in He Qimo’s slumber.
"Sir, sir, our flight has arrived." The flight attendant gently nudged his shoulder, her face flushed, and spoke softly in French.
He Qimo woke up from his stupor.
The blanket slipped off his shoulder.
It was now the autumn of 2021.
It had been two years since Shen Jian妮 left.
After countless failed attempts to find Shen Jian妮, he once again embarked on t ...
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