She ran towards Long Cheng, her face beaming with joy, tears of excitement streaming down her cheeks. Long Cheng watched her, his lips trembling, a name forming on his tongue but hesitating to call out, afraid that this was just a dream. He feared that if he spoke the name, the dream would end. Seeing him silent for so long, the woman, her voice choked with sobs, threw herself into his arms: "I remember you, you are Long Cheng, you are Long Cheng, you are Long Cheng, you're not dead, you're not dead..." Only when he felt the familiar yet strange body did Long Cheng awaken from his daze... It wasn't a dream; it was really her! The person he had yearned for day and night, yet could never meet due to a twist of fate! "Xiao Luo... is it really you?" The woman looked up at him, her wrinkled face filled with bitterness and joy: "It's me, it's me, I'm Xiao Luo... Brother Cheng, you're not dead, you're not dead!" "Xiao Luo! My Xiao Luo!" Long Cheng suddenly pulled Jiang
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