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... eep was restless.
Fortunately, this time the dream was not the terrifying scene before death, but her childhood.
It seemed to be a similar early autumn, she and her playmates played under the big pagoda tree. At the intersection, her grandmother, wearing an old-fashioned buttoned robe and embroidered cloth shoes, called out from a distance: “Purple, come home for dinner—”
She ran and jumped home, there was a wooden table in the yard, with two simple dishes and a plate of ...
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