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Except for Chen Muzhou himself, no one remembers the year when he was down and out, being stepped on in the sludge. In the raging rain of that summer night, kneeling long and hard for his adoptive father, everyone passed by this cold statue, and only one person stopped. Later he realized that it wasn't that he was so unique. Even if it was a dog, Jiang Iuliang would reach out and fish for it. He was waiting, waiting for a moment. Waiting for the ship to anchor, the mouth of the cloud transition...