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... hope in her life.
“Just here.” Chen Shaobei tied the boat to a single-necked tree in the center of the river.
Jiang Zhi knelt on the bow of the boat and rearranged the prepared sacrifices and candles.
She opened a jar of fine wine, poured it into the glass, and murmured her father's name.
Chen Shaobei was sitting in the cabin, holding a cup of crude tea in his hand.
His face was cold and calm, and the floating golden river water turned into brown light a ...
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