More than 40 years ago, the scene of seeing Tian Kunhe for the first time was as clear as what happened yesterday, and it appeared in Wang Ling's mind.

The corners of Wang Ling's mouth were slightly grinned, and a faint smile was pursed.

A crystal teardrop flowed out of Wang Ling's sunken eye sockets, and he passed away with a serene smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, in the silent night, a heart-rending cry came from the small courtyard of Tian Kunhe's house, resounding in the sky.

This kind and enthusiastic old man leaves

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