The night in Eastcliff is clear, accompanied by a biting cold.
Charlie lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to find any sleep. Thoughts of the past, present, and future collided in his mind like three converging rivers, leaving his heart in disarray.
***
Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away on Putuo Mountain, a striking woman sat in a rattan chair within the temple's blue brick courtyard, gazing up at the expansive starry sky. She possessed exquisite features and an extraordinary presence; even after fifty years. only fine lines had formed at the corners of her eyes.
This woman is Charlie's biological mother, Lily.
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