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      After My Top Ex Gave Me A Room Card Chapter 7

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      by — Chapter 7 "What should I do?" Xie Xi was even more nervous than Bai Song. "It's okay, Brother Xi, you can go back and rest. I told Teacher Fang, don't worry, I won't turn you in." "Do I care about this? I'm afraid that Teacher Fang will be unhappy and trouble you again." Bai Song smiled and said, "No, didn't you see what the fans said? We are very familiar with each other, he won't be angry with me, don't worry." Really?But you two don’t look very familiar.Xie Xi muttered in a low voice, but he…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 62

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      by — Chapter 62 Classroom 107, on the east side of the first floor of the School of History, is rarely used in normal times and only serves as a temporary examination room at the end of the semester, or, as now, it is requisitioned as a preparation point for small special exhibitions.There is a dull, slightly musty smell in the air, a mixture of old chalk dust and the wood of old tables and chairs.Several tall windows faced east, and the morning sunlight could barely shine in. In the afternoon, there was only…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 63

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      by — Chapter 63 The third day of the special exhibition, afternoon.The corridor on the first floor of the School of History, which was originally sparsely populated, now had a different and slightly noisy sound coming from the past.The sound was not loud, it was a continuous hum created by many people talking in lowered voices, mixed with the occasional raised tone of voice with excitement or surprise, and the slightly urgent friction sound of leather shoes or casual shoe soles on the smooth floor tiles. The…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 64

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      by — Chapter 64 On the third day of continuous autumn rain, the sky was like rice paper soaked in old ink, weighing heavily on the top of the head, without a trace of light.The rain was not heavy, just the kind of fine, cold rain that made no sound, but enveloped the whole world in a wet, gray curtain.The air was full of moisture, heavy and sticky, and every breath carried a coolness and the smell of earth. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the temporary exhibition hall in Classroom 107 of the School of…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 59

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      by — Chapter 59 The bell for the end of class is a long, monotonous electronic sound, dragging out a long tail in the empty lecture hall.The professor on the podium closed the lesson plan and announced that class was over.The originally stagnant air was instantly broken. The sound of chairs being dragged, books being closed, and the students whispering and talking were all heard together, and the crowd began to surge toward the door. Ye Qiulan almost immediately wanted to take off his windbreaker and give it…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 60

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      by — Chapter 60 The fourth long oak table on the west side of the library, 6:50 in the evening.The sky outside the window is getting dark, a clear gray-blue that is unique after rain. The last thin ray of light struggles to stay on the skyline, and will soon be swallowed up by the overflowing night.All the lights in the library were on, and the warm yellow light enveloped the quiet bookshelves and sparse human figures.There is a slightly damp smell in the air, a mixture of old books, paper, dust, and wood that…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 61

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      by — Chapter 61 Voluntary labor on campus in autumn is always carried out on a weekend morning when the weather barely clears up after the continuous cold rain.The School of History was assigned the task of cleaning Ginkgo Avenue and the lawns on both sides of the East District.The notification email stated that it was to "carry forward the spirit of labor and jointly build a beautiful campus" and attached a detailed list of groups and where to collect tools. Ye Qiulan looked at the phone screen where his and…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 56

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      by — Chapter 56 The air in the Library's Ancient Book Restoration Department is always heavier and quieter than elsewhere.Time seems to be frozen here by the sticky smell of old paper and fine dust, flowing extremely slowly.The thin sunlight in the afternoon shines through the high windows, cut into regular gratings by the window lattice, and casts diagonally on the long dark brown oak table, illuminating the slowly flying dust in the air as fine as gold powder. Ye Qiulan was sitting in his usual seat, with…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 57

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      by — Chapter 57 The closing bell of the library sounded longer and harsher than usual, like some kind of belated and futile attempt to save people.The last ray of the setting sun has long since withdrawn from the long oak table, leaving only the cold and pale fluorescent lamp, which evenly sprinkles every inch of the air, illuminating the suspended dust and making people's faces turn blue. After that dry "sorry", time seemed to be poured into thick glue, and the flow was extremely difficult.Ling Xueqing did…
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      When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 58

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      by — Chapter 58 It started raining in the middle of the night.It's not the hearty torrential rain of summer, but the unique, continuous cold rain of autumn.Pattering, tapping on the glass window, the sound is thin and stubborn, like countless cold needles, constantly piercing into the quiet darkness.By early morning, the rain had not abated at all, and the sky was a uniform, heavy leaden gray, pressing very low, as if it would never light up again.The cold and humid air penetrates everywhere, and even if you…
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