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... life, and the indescribable beating of his heart.
That's right, Xixiang knew that he should have no heart now.
But he just felt it, as if his heart was breathing with this space filled with the breath of the beginning of life.
The rhythm of the two sides reached a perfect balance, as if he was this dead dark space, and this darkness was himself.
"So, where did I come to? Is this also called breathing?"
Xixiang complained to himself.
His thinking never st ...
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