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I reached out to pull the covers, but my hand wouldn't lift. What was wrong with me I strained to open my eyes, but all I saw was darkness. I couldn't see a thing.,Lin Daya was also a martyr's widow, receiving eight yuan in monthly pension.,Another bolt of lightning split the sky. By its light, I seemed to see something on my wrist. I touched it. It was the souvenir I bought when I went to Mount Wutai!。