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Lin Haoran gave up struggling, intending to use his last bit of strength to lift the child, refusing to die in such an embarrassing manner. As a prominent young man of the 21st century, he felt it was necessary to set a good example for future generations - even in death, one should dress their child properly.,All that happened was his face slowly turned purple, and he became increasingly hazy, though he remained suspended in mid-air, still swinging the little demon on the swing. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier.,Lost in his complex thoughts, Lin Hao-ran didn't know how long he sat at the bridge until the setting sun was about to disappear behind the mountains. He then let out a long sigh and stood up to go home.。