The people in the pavilion lined up in two lines to bypass Jin Qianlei, each holding a bouquet of white flowers and stacking them around Qingxuan's tomb! Jin Qianlei murmured while dancing the sword and recalling: Those unforgettable times, your steps were light. Always by my side, always exuding a faint fragrance. Now, I am alone, facing a future without you, alone and confused...
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