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At night, Wu Laisha and Lu Zhu slept for the first time in the wing room where her father had lived before his death. Wu Quisha dreamed of Uncle Wu, and the faint red spot on his forehead was clearly visible. He didn't speak, looked happy, and left in a flash. The next morning, Luzhu woke up and said to Wu Quisha: "It's strange. I dreamed of an old man last night. He didn't look like Uncle Wu. His hair was more, shorter, and not as white than Uncle Wu. There were no red spots on his forehead." Wu Quisha asked: "What did you dream he was doing?" Luzhu said, "He didn't do anything. He smiled kindly at me and left." Wu Quisha hugged Luzhu over, rubbed her temples with her cheek, and said softly: "You met my father."
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