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He held a jade pendant in his hand, standing in the woods where she was familiar with. The jade was warm and radiant, and he felt a warm touch in his hand.
The jade pendant in his hand was exquisitely made, and there was a Chinese character engraved under the hollow pattern. He gently touched the pattern on the jade pendant with his fingertips, seeming to be lost in thought.
He muttered to himself like he was remembering.
After a long time, a drop of clear tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, sliding down his face and onto the jade pendant, and suddenly a light white halo appeared.
"You once said that when I become an immortal, you will come to me."
"And now that I have become an immortal, I have been looking for you for so many years, but I have never seen your face again."
"If I miss you, where should I go to find you anywhere in the world..."
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