"Ling, from this moment on, you are Lu Lingshuang."
"Are you happy? You finally have an identity and a name of your own."
Three years ago, from the moment the real Lu Lingshuang died, she—who had been living far away in California, who never had a proper name since birth, and who had always been addressed by the code-like "Ling"—was told by the old nun who had raised her for years that the opportunity she had been waiting for had finally arrived.
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