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Lin Zhaoran watched the fading figure, his face etched with a mixture of helplessness and resignation.,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.,But after all, that was just theory. In reality, he had just locked the bathroom door with a click when an accident occurred, and he found himself transported to the Ming Dynasty during the Jiajing reign. Now, he stood dumbfounded on this bridge, full of historical charm, gazing at the flowing river...。