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Ling’s story (… Fairy tears)

(1) in spring, the wind is light and cloudy. Hi! I’m back! I walked in from the door with a few firewood on my back, pretending to bend hard. Oh! Are you back? Ling, who was waiting behind the door of the inner room, immediately greeted her with a smile. Was she tired of giggling? …