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g her hand was a difficult task. She helplessly dropped her hand and stared at him with sorrow and anger in her eyes."Promise... six months... promise, I... am... trusting you..."He still doesn't say...ly carved rosewood chair, half-closed his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips, and watched the little fellow "searching for treasure" with indulgence.After a while, the little boy still asked Lin...