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Old Chen goes to the abandoned lighthouse every evening. The administrator says it is haunted, but he always arranges three pebbles in a wooden box on the top floor. Until the demolition team excavated a rusty iron box, and the words on the yellowed letter blurred: "On the night of the typhoon in 1943, hide the three baby teeth of my daughter." Old Chen suddenly coughed violently, and in his palm lay a bloodstained molar — he had guarded the lighthouse for sixty years, which was originally the coordinates to guide his lost daughter home.