"Now, we have roughly knitted a knot..." "Put the α thread around the ? Thread..." "Take out the α from the small hole first..." "Make a loop and pass the ? Thread through, remembering that the knot cannot be loose..." "Take it up..." "Okay, it's almost done. Now, pull and pull this thread to see..." Someone, from a very far away place, blew these words. Xu Miansheng's people were still spread out on their seats. In the tunnel, the carriage was dark and nothing could be seen clearly. There is only sound, crossing over from a distant place, swaying like a boat on the river in June. "Now, pull this thread and take a look..." He straightened up suddenly and turned around.
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