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It's just that, at her age, whether it's her age in this lifetime, or the sum of her ages across two lifetimes, she couldn't really say.
If you asked her, she actually wouldn't be clear.
One could only say that time is truly a wonderful thing, for it teaches people many things. The past that was once remembered, the past that wouldn't pass, the incomprehensible, the remnants, all quietly whittled away by time, so that when one day they are recalled, perhaps all one can do is smile.
After Tang Yuxin had comforted the indignant nurse, she then went to see her own Dabai. Dabai had finished his egg, and now, nestled in his grandfather's arms, he was earnestly looking at a picture book, one with illustrations and pinyin. Although he couldn't read many words yet, he loved looking at picture books and did so with considerable concentration.
Now he was being good, not feeling unwell anymore, his stomach full, and his grandfather, who adored him most, was with him.
