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... > It was the peak of autumn, with light rain drizzling down, vibrant maple leaves wafting down from the branches, their colorful array scattered by the gentle wind.
Lanshan Village, nestled within the mountains, was a small remote village with a bleak ambiance.
In a low-set farmhouse, Xie Ying leaned against the window, cradling a lovely little girl doll-like in her arms.
The little girl was less than two years old, dressed in a pink padded jacket, her hair fixed with a s ...
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