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... rthday of his son who was like the white moonlight.
As per the rules, relatives are not allowed to witness the cremation at the Crematorium.
Lin Zhiyi paid a fee and, supporting herself on the icy iron-framed bed, entered the incineration chamber.
There was a scorching sensation in the air and ashes flying in the sunlight.
Perhaps it was cremains.
Soon, her precious baby would become just like that.
Lin Zhiyi, dressed in a black gown, the smalle ...
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