The piece of latent jade was cut into the shape of a woman by Dong Ye and placed under a curtain. When the sandalwood on the altar burned, my soul attached to the piece of jade. I stared at Che affectionately, just like Guyao Mountain many years ago... The naive Shan Gao also stared at me, "Female corpse, I will still be here waiting for you tomorrow morning. Every day, when the sun rises, I will be here waiting for you..."... "Female corpse, female corpse..." Che kept murmuring. My tears burst out, "That's enough, that's enough..." Toru, as a human being in this life, forget me, and you can live a good life!
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