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He curled his legs, trying to lift himself with his hands, defending the last shred of dignity he had left after death. But then a child appeared out of nowhere, gripping his feet in both hands and swinging him from the beams like a pendulum.,Just as the shadow of the woman faded from his sight, and the darkness settled over his eyelids, the rope around his neck suddenly snapped.,Lin Zhaoran watched the fading figure, his face etched with a mixture of helplessness and resignation.。