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Jiang Zhihao was certain it wasn't a dream, because dreams wouldn't let him remember so clearly. He could recall every single moment that had happened.,Standing at the door was a young woman, with long hair cascading down her shoulders and a tailored professional suit that accentuated her figure. She possessed striking features and a graceful demeanor. Her eyes, in particular, along with her high nose bridge, enhanced her overall beauty significantly.,The mother and child clung to each other, their faces etched with grief. It was a memory he would never forget, the most painful of his life.。

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