There is no present life, no future life, no great joy or great sorrow, no expectations, no regrets, no resentments, no one remembers, no one praises. The son, holding the hand of the son, is Shen Nian.
Companion article: http://www. Jjwxc. Net/onebook. Php? Novelid=412460
In fact, I probably wouldn't be able to understand the two articles if they were read together…
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