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Sixty-year-old Ning Ran sat under the wisteria in her small courtyard, her white hair as graceful as a crane. She lay leisurely on a reclining chair, drowsiness washing over her.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,When Ning Ran saw the person in front of her, she was stunned and widened her eyes in disbelief. She pinched herself hard.。