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Intro. On a night when a light fog covers the horizon. People open their eyes to a strange dream—a dream of a mysterious woman in white. The person who stepped on the wind didn't even touch the ground. The people in the old market also rumored about a strange woman. She never eats, never talks much, and never gets sick. It's like... never getting old, never dying . One day. She walks past you in front of you. The light purple eyes stared at him for a moment, before turning away . You smile slightly .

Fei Lan

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