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... g Ling moved the door panel and locked the temple door.
The whole ruined temple fell into a coma.
Only the candles and unburned firewood in the temple still glowed faintly.
In such darkness,
Ding Ling turned his back to the temple gate, motionless, and even his thinking became sluggish—like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand.
She watched the candle squatting on the stove being picked up by one hand,
Following the candlelight, Ding Li ...
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