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Lin Hao stood before a solid stone arch bridge, facing the intoxicating spring breeze. He looked at the farmers working diligently on both sides of the river and the women picking mulberry leaves, but his eyes were filled with melancholy.,He had no recollection of what the villagers called "wild copulation," nor did he have any memory of the girl. He didn't know her height or build, and naturally wouldn't commit suicide by hanging over such a matter.,This is undoubtedly a body full of vitality, with a liver untouched by the poison of alcohol, lungs unstained by smoke, and kidneys not emptied. All functions are so healthy.。