A Chinese Tale of Twins, fate or tragedy.
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One day many years later, Li Jingwen finally returned to the once famous Li Mansion.
Pushing open the dusty door and tearing off the tangled cobwebs, the former courtyard has long lost its glory.
"Sister, I'm finally back," tears seemed to flash in the corners of her no longer bright eyes, "I'm finally - back -"
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It wasn't until many years later that Li Jingwen's grandson accidentally broke the delicate celadon porcelain jar that Li Jingwen discovered that it was not ashes contained there, but a small jar of sand.
Looking at the figures chasing and fighting in the courtyard, Li Jingwen couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"Sister, I've spent my whole life, but I still haven't fought you."
In a daze, a man once said to her regretfully:
I am a beautiful woman, but I have twins.