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In the early spring, when the rabbit leaps (in the lunar calendar), all things awaken from their winter slumber.,At this moment, neither of them spoke, their eyes fixed on the white lacquer coffin in the pit.,The night temperature was very low, even I could see my own white breath. Inside the white coffin, the woman didn't look old, she was in her prime, wearing a burial shroud, with a waist like willow branches and a flat belly, not like she was pregnant. Yet there was a circle of black stitching on her neck.。

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