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... ght on Linghe Temple, appeared both gentle and cold.
A gentle breeze blew.
The monk’s robe was swaying lightly in the breeze before him.
An Ning almost couldn’t remember the first time she saw him, and in this moment, his image was clear again.
Her nose tingled with bitterness.
Her eyes were already red and teary.
Her throat choked with emotion.
Yet when she finally spoke, her voice was surprisingly calm.
She said, "Gu Xingchuan." < ...
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