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... im. A delicate immature girl who was confident in tackling the bandits. She was so brave and wise.
Then, she thought he died and she wailed with tears in her eyes. Then, he recalled that the woman was made of water. She was gentle and kind.
She bandaged his wound for him. Her white handkerchief had a faint fragrance. Along with her gentle yet slow movement. He missed this encounter for three years.
He always remembered her name was Ning Qing, Qing which meant pretty.
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