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Outside Beijing's southern suburbs, at an unnamed cemetery, Lin knelt before a nameless tombstone. With an emotionless expression, he set the yellow paper in his hand alight and placed it in the brazier.,His hands seemed to hold rivers of stars, each one a brilliant speck flying out, cutting across the night sky and striking these people.,"Excuse me, sir, what's your name" the child cried urgently.。

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