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On the night she died, light rain was falling heavily outside the dilapidated temple, and the straw mats in the temple were damp and cold. She moved her mouth, which was chapped due to lack of water, and her eyes were full of reluctance and despair, but she still couldn't make any sound. After an unknown period of time, the light rain gradually stopped, and a handsome man slowly walked into the temple, taking every step carefully, as if he was afraid of disturbing anyone. He saw her immediately. The moonlight shone on her body, as if she had been covered with light gauze, just like those nights long ago, where she slept peacefully, as if she would wake up at any time, rubbing her sleepy eyes and asking, "Master, where are you going to collect herbs today?" Thinking of this, the man's figure suddenly froze. She will never wake up, and he has lost her forever. All this is because of his miscalculation and carelessness. If the loopholes in the plan had been discovered earlier, or if he had followed her advice, everything would have been possible. Chen Xu, Chen Xu, you have lost this bet after all.