Madam let me die

Chapter 271 Ending
Early in the morning, after Li Nanke ate the breakfast made by his wife, he went to Meng Xiaotu's house against the slight chill, and the coming day was faintly twilight in the sky.

On the rocks like a small hillside, there is no longer a familiar figure in the past.

Meng Xiaotu, who usually stays in bed, has already woken up.

"Grandma is sick."

The girl's eyes were red, and she held the freshly decocted medicinal soup in her hand.

The hot air made the girl's cute little face a little hazy, and the tear stains on her face could be clearly seen in the hazy.

Li Nanke entered the house.

Grandma Meng lay quietly on the bed with her eyes slightly closed, looking older than before.

At this moment, she is like an oil lamp, which has been burned to the end.

In fact, her body has long been difficult to support.

It's just that I persisted with the last obsession in my heart. Now that the obsession is gone, my body and spirit can finally relax.

Li Nanke sat in front of the bed, silently looking at the old man.

The figures of the two continue to appear in front of my eyes...

That lively and kind girl, that kind old lady who swung her cane and knocked him on the head, that sharp-tongued little village girl, that old naughty boy who intentionally played tricks on his granddaughter...

The figures of the two are constantly overlapping, overlapping, and constantly pulling towards the two time and space.

"Shuangshuang."

Li Nanke called softly.

The old man slowly opened his loose eyelids, looked at Li Nanke, and asked weakly, "Where's Brother Bei?"

Compared with the excitement of meeting for the first time, Grandma Meng was very calm at this time.

Calm as if asking, a strange friend who had nothing to do with her in memory.

Li Nanke covered her with a quilt and said softly, "Is he still looking?"

When the old man heard this, a smile appeared in his sunken eyes, he waved his hand lightly, and said softly, "Tell him, don't look for it, it's easy to get lost."

"it is good."

Li Nanke nodded.

The old man took a few sips of the medicinal soup, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"Very clever, grandma, she..."

"I'll find my wife and ask her to prescribe some medicine."

Li Nanke understood what the girl was worried about, so he just patted her on the shoulder and left the stuffy little room that made it almost impossible to breathe.

Walking out of the courtyard, he saw Bai Buai squatting in a corner outside the fence.

The man's hair was disheveled, his eye sockets were sunken with dark circles, and his body was full of haggardness and exhaustion. He looked like an abandoned dog, which made people feel pity.

He stared blankly at the ground, motionless.

Just like Grandma Meng.

Li Nanke stretched out his hand to touch the other party, but stopped when his finger was about to land on his shoulder, finally sighed, turned and left.

Li Nanke returned home and explained the situation to his wife Luo Qianqiu.

Luo Qianqiu put down her work, picked up the medicine box, and followed her husband to Grandma Meng's house.

When they came, Bai Buai was still curled up there.

It seems that there are countless sharp knives hidden in that small room, and once they enter, they will be bloody and bloody.

He still didn't dare to take a step forward to face her.

After Luo Qianqiu carefully checked Grandma Meng's physical condition, a look of sadness appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing this expression, Li Nanke already understood in his heart.

Granny Meng's life is coming to an end.

Coming outside the house, facing Meng Xiaotu's nervous and expectant eyes, Luo Qianqiu said softly:
"Grandma can't hold on for a few days. Her body is already failing. It is a miracle that she can survive until now. I can only prescribe some medicine to make her spirit better..."

Although he was prepared in his heart, Meng Xiaotu cried when he heard the "death" sentence.

She didn't beg the doctor to save her relatives like others did.Because she understands that whenever there is a glimmer of hope, Luo Qianqiu will do her best to save it.

Now that the other party says there is no hope, it is really hopeless.

Looking at the sad and desperate girl, Li Nanke hesitated, and finally hugged the girl in front of his wife, comforting her.

Luo Qianqiu, who saw this scene, showed no other emotions.

In such situations, teenage girls do need reassurance.

only……

Luo Qianqiu secretly sighed.Sister Leng, Sister Leng, you still haven't been able to keep an eye on your husband.

Bai Buai, who was not far away, stared blankly with blank eyes.

Before he knew it, he dragged his heavy legs to the door of the house, but he still didn't dare to go in.

He tapped his forehead lightly against the cold wall.

a moment, a moment...

The sky was gloomy, and the dark clouds that kept coming seemed to bury all the good moods.

The man eventually walked into the house.

He sat in front of the bed and looked at the strange old man who could vaguely recognize the appearance of a young girl. He seemed to be staring at the happy memories that hadn't faded not long ago.

Perhaps sensing the arrival of the man, Grandma Meng opened her eyes.

Looking at the man beside the bed, she still didn't show much emotion, only the tears from the corners of her eyes fell down along the wrinkles.

"Brother Bei."

A bright smile appeared on the old man's face.

Bai Buai gently held the old man's hand, stroking the back of the hand as rough as old pine bark with his fingers.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word, feeling a lump in his throat.

The hand that he held yesterday, although a little rough, was very slender and full of youthful vigor.However, after only one day, what was in my hand was 48 years of waiting, the old love.

"Brother Bei, I'm finally waiting for you."

Grandma Meng smiled softly, her old voice filled with relief and satisfaction.

This light and fluffy sentence seemed to twist Bai Buai's heart tightly, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain.

The man shed tears and held the old man's hand tightly against his forehead.

"You... why are you waiting... why are you waiting!! Why are you so stupid!"

Bai Buai roared out from his chest in a low voice, choking on sobs.

The old man's eyes were soft, and he said with a smile: "You said you would come back, I will wait and wait, because I believe Brother Bei will not lie to me. If I don't wait, he will be so sad."

The man's heart constricted as if being bitten by a poisonous bee, and the sound of sobbing and sobbing was dull.

"Look, I told you that you are a crybaby, but you still don't believe me." Grandma Meng said with a smile.

Bai Buai also laughed, with tears streaming down her face.

Crybaby.

She still remembers after all these years.

In an instant, the two of them seemed to be back on Phoenix Mountain, when the girl made faces when she taunted him.

The old man stretched out his other hand and straightened the man's messy hair. His voice was as soft as a dandelion carrying memories, tears flickered in his eyes, and he sighed:
"Actually, I didn't want to wait for a while.

I was thinking, is Brother Bei not coming?

Was he locked up by his family because he wanted to marry me?

But I don't know where to find you.

I just waited and waited, hoping that Brother Bei would come back one day.

There were a few times when I thought about getting married or not, because Brother Bei might have forgotten about me.

But I thought again, what if Brother Bei came back suddenly?
He must be very sad when he sees me marrying someone else, so I might as well wait a little longer, wait a little longer... If I really can't wait, I'll marry someone else.

I just waited and waited, but no one wanted me anymore.Because I'm getting older and getting ugly too.

I thought, since no one wants it, I can only wait.I just looked at the Phoenix Mountain, thinking about our previous pictures, thinking about your appearance, your voice...

But slowly, your voice, your appearance began to blur to me.

I don't seem to remember you, I don't remember anything.I'm already very early, so I don't expect you to come back.

But what else can I do but wait?

I can only continue to wait..."

When Grandma Meng said these words, she always had a smile on her face, without any emotional fluctuations.

It felt like she was just telling a story.

A story that no longer belongs to me.

In her world, time seems to pass very slowly, and then very quickly.

Those passing times warned her more than once that they might never meet again, but she never listened until she was running out of time and getting weaker day by day.

Finally, Bai Buai couldn't restrain his emotional embankment, and burst into tears.

He hated himself so much.

Hate myself for making a woman promise to wait.

He thought that they would meet again soon, but he forgot that time is the greatest enemy.

A farewell seemed short to him, but to a woman, it was an endless wait.

She can only hope silently, getting older.

Full of grief, he became like a naked autumn grass, shaking feebly all over his body.

He knelt on the ground, stretching his neck and pouring out all his grief.Tears, snot, and saliva trickled down to the ground.He even started to retch.

At this moment, he seemed to have vomited out his own soul.

----

The medicine Luo Qianqiu prescribed was still very effective, and she personally suffered it. On the second day, Grandma Meng's spirit was much better, and she could get out of bed and walk.

But everyone knows that this is just the last flashback.

During this period, Bai Buai was always by his side.

The former rebellious and dissolute playboy suddenly became much more mature and stable.

He talked with Grandma Meng and watched the sunset with her.

Two people who met in different time and space can finally be together.

Although life is counting down.

But Li Nanke has a lot of troubles here.

Because Ye Yaoyao injured the Dragon Guard before, and Li Nanke could enter the Phoenix Mountain covered in red mist, the Dragon Guard decided to send someone to arrest Li Nanke.

However, he was stopped by the eldest princess halfway, and a dispute occurred.

Due to Bai Ruyue's status, Guard Long could only give up temporarily, but he has already reported the matter, so it is estimated that the real big trouble will come next.

Although Ye Yaoyao has a cold personality, she also knows that living in Li Nanke is a problem.

She planned to leave, but was persuaded by Luo Qianqiu.

Firstly, Luo Qianqiu didn't care.

She has never had a good impression of the court, at worst, she will take her husband to hide in disguise, anyway, her husband doesn't want to work in the night watch department anymore.

Second, the senior sister Yan Yunfang came to her suddenly and said that the teacher's wife was here.

This news frightened Luo Qianqiu.

Of course, what she was afraid of was not the gentle mistress, but the ruthless master.

Master seldom goes out of Spirit Valley, and she didn't know what happened when she came back suddenly this time, so she kept Ye Yaoyao by her side, so if Master came, she would have a helper.

Luo Qianqiu didn't tell her husband about this.

It's not that she wants to conceal it deliberately, some things are better buried forever without mentioning them.

But Li Nanke has no time to take care of these.

Because he was worrying about the eldest princess.

The reason why he refused the other party's courtship was not only the other party's identity, but also a psychological barrier.

Is there really love between him and the eldest princess?
Is love in a dream considered love?
This kind of illusory love makes Li Nanke feel very unreliable. Once he accepts it, he is afraid that one day the woman will become sober again and a tragedy will happen in the end.

Because they are not playing themselves all the time, but playing someone else.

But he didn't accept it, and he was not reconciled.

After all, it was his wife who had spent his whole life with him in his dream.

He couldn't tolerate the eldest princess marrying another man in the end, let alone being close to the opposite sex.

Li Nanke had never been so entangled before.

Fortunately, Bai Ruyue never looked for him, giving the man room to breathe and think.

……

Time always slips away quietly inadvertently, and five days have passed in a flash.

These days, everyone tacitly left all the time and space to Bai Buai and Meng Shuangshuang.

Grandma Meng's spirit also seems to be getting better and better.

Looking at the smile on grandma's face, Meng Xiaotu was very happy.

Because she has never seen her grandma smile so carefree, she no longer clings, no longer waits, she unloads all the burdens in her heart, and enjoys the last happiness of life.

Bai Buai is not tired of his old lover.

In the past, he only valued a woman's good-looking skin, and thought that a woman would no longer be attractive without her good-looking skin, and let the man who loves her pay for it.

But now, he feels that his old lover is still so beautiful.

The eyes are always the lively girl with dark cheeks.

In order to make up for her promise, after discussing with Li Nanke and Meng Xiaotu, Bai Buai resolutely decided to make a wedding dress for Meng Shuangshuang, and went to find the eight-carrier sedan chair.

Although he knew it would attract criticism and cause family anger.

But he doesn't care.

The red sun is falling in the west, and the sunset is all over the sky.

The houses and trees are inlaid with a circle of golden light, like silhouettes with sharp contrasts of light and dark.

The courtyard was quiet.

Bai Buai and Li Nanke, who went to the store to pick up their wedding dresses, have not returned yet.

In order to surprise grandma, Meng Xiaotu plans to put the decorations for the wedding room in her house.

As soon as she stepped into the house, the girl smelled the aroma of rice.

Simple meals are placed on the table.

There are mushrooms, cauliflower, and braised pork that she used to love...these are all made for her by grandma in the past.

There is also a separate meal.

The dishes are exquisite.

On the rocking chair, wearing an apron, Grandma Meng was sitting quietly, resting with her eyes closed, peaceful and kind.

"Wow, it smells so good."

Meng Xiaotu's beautiful eyes were shining, and she picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth, "Grandma, I haven't eaten your braised pork for a long time, it's still so delicious."

The familiar taste of food brought back memories of the girl's childhood.

She looked back at her grandma and said, "Grandma, I'll take you to make a sedan chair tomorrow morning, okay? It's fun."

The old man didn't respond, and the rays of sunlight falling into the room fell on her wrinkled face, as if bathed in brilliance.

The girl stared blankly for a while, then sat on the chair again, looked at the rice and said with a smile, "Grandma, I won't wait for them, I'll eat first, I'm going to be hungry after running for a long time."

She glanced at the exquisite food placed next to her, pouted and said, "It's really partial, grandma."

The girl's joking complaints did not get any response from the old man.

Meng Xiaotu didn't care either, picked up the chopsticks and took a mouthful of the cold rice, and said while eating, "Grandma, are you hungry, let's eat together."

The old man remained silent, just like this silent room.

"If you don't eat, I will finish eating."

Meng Xiaotu stuffed a chopstick, "I eat a lot, and these dishes are not enough to fill half my stomach.

Grandma, can you make me a meal of braised pork again in the future? I'm not afraid of getting fat. Someone will want me anyway.

Grandma, we bought you a new dress, it's very nice.When they bring it back later, you will definitely like it.

Grandma, when I get married, you have to prepare a dowry for me. It needs to be a lot, so I can't make the clever lady laugh.

grandmother……"

The girl said to herself, even though the old man didn't respond, she didn't stop.

After a while, Li Nanke and Bai Buai came to the door.

Looking at the food on the table and Meng Xiaotu who was devouring it hungrily, she was a little dazed.

"You are here, grandma cooked delicious meals."

Seeing the two of them, Meng Xiaotu quickly waved, "Sit down and eat, it's delicious. If you don't eat it when it's cold, grandma will be very angry later. I was beaten by her when I was young..."

Li Nanke silently looked at the old man with his eyes closed peacefully on the chair, with a gloomy expression.

Snapped!
The box with the wedding dress in Bai Buai's hand fell to the ground.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the thorn red wedding dress was so bright red that it seemed to burn the memories of the past.

He stood in a daze for a while, and then came to the table like a walking dead.

Silently eating the meal reserved for him alone.

I remember that Shuangshuang once said that when the two meet again, she will cook delicious meals for him.

"You're so smart, you can eat together too."

Meng Xiaotu said to Li Nanke, "But I don't know what's wrong with today's rice, it's very salty..."

The girl's face was covered with tears.

There were also drops of tears falling into the bowl.

At the top of the dense trees, the last afterglow gradually dissipated and faded...

…………

Grandma Meng's cemetery was chosen at the foot of Phoenix Mountain.

Not many people came to the funeral, there were Leng Siyuan and his wife, colleagues who had a good relationship with Meng Xiaotu, Shangguanguan, Luo Qianqiu, Leng Xinnan...

Even Ye Yaoyao and the eldest princess Bai Ruyue also came.

The only thing is that I don't see nothing and don't love.

No one knows where he went.

Maybe he was drinking alone to soothe his sorrows, or maybe he returned to the capital and chose to stay away from this sad place.

Or maybe...

At the funeral, Meng Xiaotu cried into tears.

All affairs are arranged by Li Nanke and Shangguan Guan.

Maybe it's because Tiangong was infected with emotions, and snowflakes flowed down from the leaden sky silently.

The snow in October is very soft and seems to be warm.

It melted as soon as it hit the ground.

Disappeared without a trace.

After the funeral, Li Nanke opened the box that the old man had kept for 48 years, took out the old red rope, and carefully placed it on the tombstone.

After everyone left, a gust of wind blew——

The red rope was blown into the sky.

The red rope flutters and flutters.

It is like a homeless person, drawn by the rootless wind, floating over the trees and over the river...

It didn't fall slowly until an ancient temple in the deep mountains.

Amidst the bells of the ancient temple, the red rope covered with snow fell gently on the shoulders of a young monk...

The monk looked neither sad nor happy, and silently cleaned the withered and yellow leaves on the ground. The rustling sound rolled up the fallen leaves and snow, as if blending with the chanting in the temple, and it was quiet.

The leaves fell from the birch trees without interruption, rearranging patterns where they swept.

The young monk in the snow was not annoyed, and continued to clean up patiently, even though he would keep on sweeping.

"Grandmaster."

A respectful man's voice sounded.

The young monk stopped cleaning and looked up.

In front of them was a middle-aged couple and a young man with a loyal and honest face. He was dressed like a nearby villager.

The middle-aged woman held a small baby in her arms.

The baby wrapped in swaddling clothes only showed a pink and tender face, and its pure jewel-like eyes looked at the monk curiously.

The middle-aged man looked at the unfamiliar monk, and asked respectfully, "May I ask what the Master's Dharma name is?"

"The little monk's Dharma name is 'No'."

The young monk's eyes drooped slightly, and his voice was low and pure.

In the past, he could not love, but now he can not love.

"Master, may I ask if Abbot Yongming is here?" The woman next to him asked with a smile.

The young monk clasped his hands together and saluted, and said in a gentle and apologetic voice, "The abbot went out not long ago and is not in the temple."

"Ah, what a coincidence."

A look of disappointment appeared on the woman's face, and she hurriedly asked, "Then when will he come back?"

"I don't know."

The young monk shook his head.

The three of them frowned, looking worried.

"I wanted Abbot Yongming to help name the child, but now it's a waste of time." The young man sighed, "Why don't you spend some money to find a fortune teller to name the child?"

The middle-aged woman stabbed her son with her arm.

The fortune tellers who spend money to find them are not as good as the abbots with high morals.And looking for the abbot can pray for blessings by the way, so that the children will be safe for the rest of their lives.

The middle-aged man looked at the monk Ruxiu's face, and suddenly asked: "Master, why don't you help me name my granddaughter, her birthday is—"

Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted by the woman with an elbow.

The woman looked displeased.

How can a young monk compare with the abbot.

The man had to keep his mouth shut.

At this time, the little baby girl suddenly stretched out her chubby pink hand, and grabbed the red rope on the monk's wrist, as if seeing a beloved toy, with a curious expression on her face.

The monk's face changed, and he wanted to stop him.

"Crybaby!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from a distance.

"Shuangshuang!"

The monk subconsciously turned his head.

But it was a strange little girl who came to offer incense and was playing with her companions, laughing with grimaces.

The light in the monk's eyes gradually extinguished, and then cooled down.

As the wrist was loosened, the red rope was dragged away by the little baby girl.

The woman was startled when she saw this, and wanted to help the monk get the red rope back from her granddaughter, but the baby clenched her hands tightly and started crying.

"I'm sorry Master, this... this kid..."

The woman looked embarrassed.

The monk looked at the shallow marks on his wrist, and looked up at the snowflakes falling like goose feathers. There was a trace of relief on his face, and he smiled and said, "It's okay."

After all, he saluted and continued to clean the fallen leaves.

The woman laughed dryly, and said to her husband: "Then let's come to find Abbot Yongming tomorrow morning."

The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but was dragged away by the woman.

The yard fell silent.

One by one, the fallen leaves fell to the ground in the coldness of snowflakes.

The lonely figure of the monk is like a harp with broken strings, playing silent and mournful notes in silence.

Until the red rope slowly slipped from his shoulders...

When he was about to fall to the ground, he was gently caught by a hand.

The monk stared blankly at the old red rope in his palm, with a faint smile on his lips.

……

The woman who left the monastery was still complaining about her husband.

The man finally couldn't stand his wife's nagging, and said in annoyed voice: "Didn't you see that monk is very unfamiliar? He must be a newcomer. He looks like a nobleman and has a lot of aura. He might become a monk in the temple in the future." abbot."

"impossible."

The woman frowned and thought about it carefully.

After thinking about it like this, I suddenly felt that the monk did have a temperament different from ordinary people, with a bit of nobility.

Could it be that this is a chance given by God?

The woman immediately regretted the behavior just now, and said in a low voice: "How about we go back and ask him to ask him for a name for his granddaughter?"

"You have no face, but I have face."

The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves.

Seeing that the head of the house was angry, the woman dared not speak more.

Thinking of the monk calling "Shuangshuang" just now, the middle-aged man hesitated and said calmly, "Let's call this girl Shuangshuang."

The woman did not dare to disobey her husband at this moment, looked at the red rope held by the baby in her hand, blinked and said suddenly: "This little red rope is something that the master wears around him, and it must have Buddha nature on it. It will be a disaster if you become the abbot and the holy monk."

As she spoke, she forcibly pulled the red rope out of the child's hand and tied it around the baby girl's wrist.

"From now on, Shuangshuang, I will always wear this red string and bless her forever."

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The night was dark, and the stars and the moon radiated a cold light.

Li Nanke and Luo Qianqiu strolled on the path where the moon was dancing, their fingers intertwined, and the gentle snowflakes interweaved an endless and beautiful snow curtain between the sky and the earth.

"Where are you taking me?"

Looking at the unfamiliar building, Luo Qianqiu asked curiously.

"You will know when you go."

Li Nanke still maintained a mysterious smile.

Luo Qianqiu smiled and stopped asking, and walked silently with her husband.

The shadows of trees beside the road danced with the wind in the night, making rustling sounds, blending with the shadows of the two.

After half a stick of incense, Li Nanke took the woman to the top of a pagoda.

Here, you can see the entire Yuncheng.

"It'll be fine right now."

Li Nanke put his arms around the woman's slender waist, and just stepped out, he hesitated, and said, "You are good at lightness, take us to the top of the tower."

Luo Qianqiu smiled lightly, and hugged the man with an embarrassed look on her face, her lotus petal-like toes stuck out of her skirt, and with a light touch, she flew to the top of the tower.

"Then what? You don't want to bring your concubine here to blow the air, do you?"

Luo Qianqiu pretended to be dissatisfied and pursed her lips.

Li Nanke smiled and said nothing, took out a signal-emitting device, and pulled the tail rope.

Bang!
A pinch of flame flew into the sky.

"How about it, isn't it beautiful?" Li Nanke was not without complacency.

Luo Qianqiu slightly opened her small mouth.

Seeing her husband's smug expression, she was both angry and funny, "I dare to bring my concubine here just to—"

call out!
Suddenly, a sharp sound pierced the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, in the black sky, a reflected meteor flew into the sky, exploded with a bang, blooming with a moment of youth.

Then the fireworks bloomed one by one.

Yellow light, red light, purple light, sometimes like golden chrysanthemums in full bloom, and also like colorful butterflies fluttering, or flaming trees... reflecting the woman's infatuated and clear pupils.

"Does it look good?"

Li Nanke hugged the woman from behind and asked softly.

The petals fell like rain.

Looking at the blooming fireworks, Luo Qianqiu's eyes were full of tenderness, but she smiled and said, "It's really childish."

"The more childish ones are yet to come."

Li Nanke stood in front of the woman, with his back to the fireworks.

He took out a small box and gently opened it, which turned out to be a beautifully crafted ring.

"This is……"

The woman is bewildered.

Li Nanke gently put the ring on the woman's slender white finger, and said softly, "Qianqiu, marry me."

"But I'm already your wife."

Touching the two names specially carved on the surface of the ring, the corners of Luo Qianqiu's eyes were a little moist, and she smiled slightly.

"Marry again."

"What if the concubine disagrees?"

"Then...then I will jump from here." Li Nanke stood on the edge of the top of the tower.

Luo Qianqiu's bright Jianshui pupils reflected the man's figure and the sky full of fireworks, but the smile on his face gradually faded, and he shook his head and said, "I don't believe it."

"Uh... you'll catch me, right?"

Li Nanke felt a little faint.

Luo Qianqiu looked at him fixedly, without saying a word.

Fight!

The man gritted his teeth, ready to jump.

But as soon as he leaned out halfway, the woman grabbed his arm.

Li Nanke looked down at Baimixuankong, his back was soaked with sweat, he let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head and smiled at the woman, "I'll just say husband—"

However, in the next second, a slender white hand pressed against his chest.

Push the man down.

The wind whistled in his ears, and the unprepared fall made Li Nanke almost cry out in fright. He wanted to touch the red rain from his arms, but remembered that he didn't take that thing tonight.

Just when the man was in despair, a pair of soft lotus arms wrapped around his waist.

"Sir, my concubine agrees to marry you."

Luo Qianqiu raised her moist eyes full of affection, and kissed the man's lips.

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[Author's Note: I'm too lazy to divide chapters, let's do a big one at a time.The summary of the third volume will be released tomorrow or tonight]

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