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In the dream, there was the winding path of the carriage, heading up Mount Pan.

The night sky was starry, and the dark sky was boundless.

He stood with his hands behind his back and looked up. He saw a red light at the far end of the curtain.

A person stood under the red light and the faint shadow of the lamp.

Ling Ann narrowed his eyes in an indiscernible manner