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... Jing began to notice that Sun Qiyan was always preoccupied. He always seemed on the verge of telling her something, yet he never spoke. She didn’t press him.
She listened quietly to the monks chanting prayers for blessings in Janet Hall. She often recalled her time in Shanghai’s Nanhuai Ancient Temple, accompanying Zhou Luchen as he copied Buddhist scriptures. He would place a pillow for her head and fan her. The backs of the pages, filled with the Jade Rules Scriptures, were covered wi ...
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