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I just hope that you can act steadily and behave in a reserved manner. But you are just the opposite, doing things regardless of the consequences, and I am always the one cleaning up the mess behind you. I don't know when the little girl suddenly grew up and was able to protect him. ... "Hello, monk, my name is Bai Jin. What is your name?" Bai Jin wandered around Fu Qing. "Amitabha, the name of the Buddha is floating clear." "Can you please let me go?" Bai Jin raised his hand and waved his milky skin in front of Fu Qing. ... Years later Fu Qing's mouth was bleeding with blood, and he held the unconscious Bai Jin in his arms: "If I could go back to the past, I would definitely let you go." Fu Qing's voice was as low as a whisper. ... Many years later, Bai Jin's wounds have completely recovered, and the person he was before is no longer there. 'It smells so familiar, Huahua. ' Bai Jin's eyes lit up, it was her Huahua. Walking along the scent of flowers, I suddenly bumped into something. "Be careful."